Okay everyone! 

Day 3 – Part 2

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Lunch was dreary. There was no other description available. Even the FSK seemed saddened. Even the blueberry salads and popsicles served at lunch couldn't lighten the mood. "Well, today, we are going to have a horcrux hunt!" the FSK said, trying and failing to be cheerful. "We'll seperate into teams of four and when Yorktown starts playing, you scatter acrossthe property, looking for a ring, Hufflepuff cup, snake, nineteenth century diary, golden locket engraved with a S, and a diadem." On this remark, "The battle of Yorktown, 1887," blared out and the CBers, CAPTCHAs, and AEs, broke up into teams and scattered across the property. ~~~

Only Mei-Xue, Destiny, Munnin, and Esquire stayed behind, talking strategy. "We should seperate in order to cover more ground," Destiny suggested. "Nono! Easi erer forr murd erer toge tuss!" Munnin squeaked. "Munnin's right, but we also do have a high chance of staying alive too," Mei-Xue pointed out. "Then it's settled, we'll split up," Esquire decided. The murderer smirked from their vantage point. This would be too easy. They creeped after Mei-Xue as she headed for the south wing of the resort. Mei was checking out the Writers Workshop when the murderer made their first mistake. They drew a dagger which alerted Mei. She forced herself to act normal, like she hadn't heard the slither of a dagger being drawn. Then, the murderer came out. Mei whirled around and tried to punch the murderer. Instead, she punched a cup of tacks which, well, hurt. "Ow," Mei said. THe murderer had enough. They were advancing on Mei-Xue when out of nowhere, came the cries of other CBers. "Oh no," they cursed. They melted into the shadows and disappeared.

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Soon, the CBers were upon Mei. "Are you hurt?" Mystic Lion asked. "Yes, tell us!" said a random, concerned AE. "Did you see the murderer?" "I'm fine except for these tacks and I didn't see the murderer. Everything was just a blur," Mei replied shortly. Everyone groaned. Except for one person. "Chatter, why aren't you groaning? Are you th murderer?" Nebula turned to Chatter. She didn't reply. Chatter had a dauthdaert sticking right through her. Her eyes were wide. "CHATTER!" Nebula yelled. The murderer smiled grimly. They hadn't got the person they wanted, instead they got a useless CAPTCHA. Ah well. 

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The rest of the afternoon passed without much incident except for the addition of a talking tree for Chatter. A few people swore that they saw something in the shadows. They were actually right. The murderer was slinking around, looking for their next victim. The FSK passed out a few headphones for Hamilton but nothing else really happened. At dinner, everyone was silent. "Do you notice a pattern in the murders? I mean, first A-nna, then B-utterfly Annabella, and now C-hatter," Fireburst asked timidly. "Um, are you actually saying that to Destiny's face?" Shoshanna murmured, "I mean, I've had an AE murdered and now you're predicting the death of poor Destiny?" All eyes went to Destiny. "What?" she asked, oblivious to what was going on. "Oh," she said, catching on to all the expressions. "Curfew! We have a curfew now! To bed! To bed!" the loudspeaker yelled. Grumbling, everyone trooped upstairs to their dorms. All was quite. Except for a few mutterings of rebellious AEs, wanting to break the curfew.

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Like it? Finish the lyrics!

Daddy said to be home by suuundown! 

I think I may know who the murderer is. I'll go over what we know.

#1: the murderer is in the Villians room. (Or at least the clues suggest that)

#2:the murderer is not a CAPTCHA.

#3:the murderer is probably not an Æ. (I once was reading through a Ski Lodge and someone said "a CAPTCHA doen't have the speach powers that this person has, and it's far too targeted for an Æ. The same can be said here.)

#4: the murderer knows about dragon blood.

So, after carefully considering, I think that I am the murderer. 

Maaaaaaybe. You won't find out until the end of this Ski Lodge!

TOP!

Er, I was "advertising" Day 3, Part 2.

Thanks Autumn Artist! Day 4 is coming out soon. My soundtrack's Dear Evan Hansen.

Day 4 – Part 1

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Destiny woke up alive, thankfully. Fireburst woke up dead. A white sword was sticking out of her. "Ahhhh!" Autumn Artist screamed.

She had just put on Hamilton in a pair of headphone she found. "What?" Everybody had woken up by now. "That's the second person dead in their bed!" Autumn yelled.

"Oh no. That sword is Galbatorix's," Silverwaxwing commented.

There were rumors that she was killed because she noticed too much.

The Villains carried her body to the Grove of the Dead. A maple tree was planted on top. The Villains got to do the honors. Most people were in tears. They weren't the only ones who realized that Fireburst was the second one murdered in bed. A bunch of CBers freaked out. They entered the dining room and were met with a storm of pie and numbers. A banner reading "3.141592653589793238462643383279502884" decorated the entrance. Banners with different types of pie plastered the walls. On the table, pie menus sat. Gem sat down. "I like cherry pie," she stated.

A slice of cherry pie appeared in front of her. "Wow," she marveled and dug in.

Soon, different slices of pie dotted the tables.

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After breakfast, the guests went by unspoken agreement to the video game room. A flashing, disco room met them. "Whoa!" Key and Peggy yelled.

They immediately started a game of Pacman on two ancient machines. Peggy was quickly eaten by Blinky because she couldn't control the controls fast enough. "HA!" Key shouted.

Suddenly, his Pacman machine went wacko and a giant Blinky burst through the Pacman slot. Key was confused about how a giant creature could burst through a coin slot. "Raaaaar!" it yelled.

"Ahhh!" Key yelled back.

The Blinky flipped back it's upper head revealing Puck. "Hahahaha!" she screamed, throwing a fit of laughter.

Key burst into giggles too. Nebula curled up into a corner away from the flashing lights and pulled out a book. The murderer stood above her. "Good book?" they asked.

"Well," they smirked.

"Huh?" Nebula lifted her eyes from the book.

At that moment, the murderer launched themself onto her without Nebula seeing her and pulled out a knife. Nebula struck out blindly with her book and hit something. A wall. A wall where the murderer used to be. They had disappeared. And Nebula hadn't seen them. Everyone was disappointed.

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The FSK soon appeared. "I'm sorry, I know Fireburst died," she apologized, "We are going to have dragon rides."

"Yay!" Diovald rejoiced.

Everyone smiled at his enthusiasm and trooped off to the dragon landing pad on the third-floor balcony.

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I'm disappointed you haven't guessed me yet! XD