Day 3

Still alive, but um... The same can't be said for everyone else of course.

Two deaths this time only.

One was... Well... Let me tell you what happened.

I was having trouble sleeping, which is not abnormal, but this time it's because I kept hearing noises right outside my room. I stayed up keeping my flashlight and weapon ready and then I heard some louder sounds outside and then gunfire. I rushed outside and so did a few others. Nina was standing outside my room. Martin was on the ground with a wicked looking knife lying beside him. He had a bullet hole in his head. Nina was holstering her gun, but unfortunately not fast enough and I wasn't the only one who spotted it. So, now we all know Nina is the cop and she murdered Martin. The other Death was Heather Korwin. Again strangled to death. The Dying Man doesn't seem to have killed anyone this time so maybe Ian was right.

The notes are as follows:

"Dear Martin,

I watched your career with great interest. Your murders have such ferocity. It's a shame the cops are closing in on you though. Even if you make it out of here alive they'll execute you in the end. Your last kill was sloppy. You let that little girl cut you. So, how about it. One last hurrah. I've provided you with a bunch of victims and even a cop. Kill them all and go out fighting or die trying.

The Dying Man"

and

"Dear Heather,

Who needs intelligence when you're pretty, right? It's too bad other people don't see it like that. They insulted you and denigrated you for your stupidity and accused you of so many things. It's not your fault you're an idiot or that you were blessed with such an attractive figure. It's only right to use what you have to make up for your disadvantages. I bet you were almost happy to not have to deal with other people when you were forced to run away, but The Fears don't care what you look like and you weren't smart enough to survive on your own. So, you came to me. Honestly, I kind of wish I'd picked you. With me at the helm you finally could have had a brain to go with your body, ah well too late to mourn my decisions now

The Dying Man"

So, Martin was the murderer. After yesterday it wasn't really a huge surprise. Apparently no one else thought it was a surprise either. The meeting went as follows:

Ian: Well, Nina we're both alive. Too bad you had to reveal yourself.

Nina: It's not a huge deal. We've killed one of the killers and if you're theory is correct then someone killed one of the others, so there might only be one left and much like last night we know who's a likely target now.

Me: Sorry... What does that mean?

Nina: Well after yesterday it was fairly obvious who Martin would go after.

Me: Why would he go after me and not you or Ian?

Nina: Because he already expected the other killer or killers to go after us. Hell for all we know the other one did. They might have gone to my room found me missing cause I was waiting outside yours and decided to kill the next closest person. Heather's room was right next to mine after all.

Ian: Yeah he expected to be able to probably kill the three of us in one night. We were just a bit smarter than him... Or at least Nina was.

Me: Did you purposely use me as bait?

Nina: Of course not. You made him target you all by yourself we just took advantage of the opportunity.

Me: ... I guess that's fair.

Ian: Also I suppose I should explain to Nina about The Fears. Actually Nina. Can I talk to you in private.

He turned to the rest of us.

Ian: We'll stay in view.

Nina: Alright. We'll be right back.

The two walked off a short distance and had a whispered conversation.

 Nathaniel: So... One of us is the last killer?

Emily: It would seem so.

Ellie: Any ideas?

Nathaniel: Well... Our friend, Tanya, here doesn't ever really seem to be paying attention to anything... She never speaks up or even really reacts to what's happening around her. I don't know how much you two know about Puppets, but they are commonly pretty lax when not actually forced to act.

Ellie: It's possible... I mean she doesn't even seem to have a reaction to your accusation just now.

Emily: Yeah, but Isaac hasn't really spoken up about anything either.

Nathaniel: True, but he at least seems to pay attention on occasion.

Ellie: He might just have something... Er you know wrong with him.

Emily: So, might she...

Nathaniel: Fair enough. It would be just like The Dying Man to make things harder by adding a Puppet and someone easily mistaken for a puppet into the mix, just to screw with us or maybe even two.

Ellie: Who knows, maybe this will just solve itself tonight.

Emily: Yeah. I have to admit. I know it might end up being necessary, but the idea of just brutally killing someone because we think they might be a threat doesn't sit well with me.

Nathaniel: Yeah... I'm not really a fan of killing either. I mean we've all had to kill in self defense before, but this is...

He stopped and waved a hand idly.

Ellie: Wrong?

Nathaniel: Yes, exactly.

Nothing else of interest happened after that. We mostly just talked about The Fears and dealing with servants and when Nina and Ian returned the curfew went off.

See you all tomorrow.