"Good evening. I am Professor Plum, but you can call me Peter." The handsome man approached me at a party thrown by Mr. Boddy. There were a few other partygoers who seemed to be dressed in monochromatic colors that singled them out from everyone. You offered the man in purple your hand and he kissed the back of it gently before pulling away. The party continued for a few hours before the lights went off and a shriek was heard. When the lights came back on, Mr. Boddy was dead in front of us.