The gruesome sight of scene created puzzled and grimace expressions throughout the auditorium. Nightmares zoomed in front of guest eyes by the second. They were all acting like a swarm of my waps in a pained confusion.
People around the murder victim were called into a small, boxed room for questioning. No one but the security guard was with them and all he was armed with was a taser and a pistol. All were to confess at once if it was them who had critically killed a cyclops. Although none did so.
They were left with no choice but to divide everyone into small groups within the boundaries of five ghouls per group. Each group was individually sent into the room with the security guard and his weapons. They were all asked the same question but all answered "I did no murder sir".
They could not let anyone leave for then they will let the killer escape, unharmed. Yet, they will endanger every single ghoul at the party.
One unhesitatingly girl was not in a state of panic, unlike everyone else, but was simply gazing at the ancient clock. The clock began to play its graceful little melody. Thunder then lightning bashed on the room; pulling on the doors begging to come in. Every single:ghost, zombie and the other ghouls were running around dreamily without their brains! Still, the girl just watched the clock
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Mystery / ThrillerA series of murders happen on the night of a celebration. Ghouls from all around are trying to figure out who is the murder, but can never quite grasp it. Who is the murder, who is not? A group of young teenagers somehow get caught up in the middle...
