The manor had recently gotten a new member, a guy who didn’t exactly sit right with you. It had been around a week or two since he was first introduced, and he’d seemed to be getting comfortable. Maybe a bit too comfortable…

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Footsteps echoed through the hall, feet pattering lightly against the floorboards. The occasional creak here and there—the place was old old.

You had been tasked with retrieving Rodrigo for dinner, walking pass Toby’s room, then Kate’s, then—here we are.

A rap of your knuckles before pushing the door open, peering in in search of Rodrigo. When your eyes landed on him, you could immediately tell something was off.

Before you could even ask what was up, Rodrigo spoke up, voice distant but a tad vulnerable as he reluctantly opened up.

“I don’t like the new killer, they’re...”

He trailed off, not sure if the best way to word his sentence.