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Lunch had been pretty quiet, but it seemed that the afternoon had been left free for whatever they wanted to pursue. Arian had decided to take the opportunity to have a look around the kitchen.

So far, at least two of the victims appeared to have died due to something that they'd consumed so if he looked around a little then mayhaps he'd be able to find something strange or out of place there.

He looked a little surprised to see his room mate there when he got there giving the blond a quiet nod before starting to look around, while trying to ignore the fact that the other had appeared to go to the kitchen only to eat.

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Marlin for his part had decided to take the opportunity had headed in the direction of Lillie Logan’s room and see whether there was anything strange or out of place there.

He wasn't hoping for too much - she was the first victim and enough time had passed for the killer to have perhaps covered their tracks - but you never knew, maybe he would get lucky.

Almost an entire day had passed and already they were missing two out of the eight people they started the weekend with. The matter weighed heavily on Hafwen's mind as she made her way down the hallway with the intent of checking out Lillie Logan's room.

The woman in question might be long gone but she figured that if she could chance upon any of her personal belongings like a diary or perhaps some letters exchanged between herself and any of the other house guests, perhaps that might shed some light on the events that led right up to her demise and prove if anyone had been lying through their teeth about the situation the entire time.

Baffled by the words on the page, Jude sat and stared at them for a very long time, lost, before he got up to go back to his room in search of his two roommates. Maybe they'd found something, and since they were the only ones he really knew -- well. They seemed like the best bet, just now.

There had been leftovers from the previous two meals in the kitchen, along with a chocolate cake that had looked really chocolatey.

Nothing had really looked out of place and Arian had considered mayhaps going and checking out somewhere else, when he remembered the cup on Caroline's floor.

Annie had died after apparently drinking wine, but it had been kind of early for Caroline to be drinking wine - well at least if she had died this morning and not in the night - so Arian figured he could at least look in a few of the cabinets before he moved on and tried checking somewhere else.

His search of the first two cabinets yielded nothing out of the ordinary and Arian had decided to go check somewhere else. After a quick wave to his room mate he had found himself heading in the direction of the grounds in the hope of having better luck there.

Alice shook her head a little. "I don't know the source, but some people were saying Lillie was pregnant. That couldn't have been true, I don't think..." She tapped her fingers on the table. "She wouldn't have." She bit the inside of her cheek. "I shouldn't say, but you do need to know...Mother has never been mentally well." Her face sank. "Mother was too concerned about our reputation, and I didn't realize how quickly she was spiraling until it was too late..."

"But no, I don't believe she was a tramp at all, and that's all I can say. Never know who's listening..." She stood up, turning to walk away.

As soon as Darren had heard the shots he'd darted off toward them, running full tilt only to stop once he reached the gardens. Frowning he moved over to Alice and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. If he didn't know any better he'd almost say they were actually experiencing a real murder plot.

He loved when actors could really make him feel for their characters.

"Alice, I know this must be quite traumatic for you, but was there anything else Edward said before... What were his exact words if you can remember?"

He hated to interrogate the poor woman right after seeing one of her sister's friends shoot himself - as Darren was not the kind to suspect Alice of shooting him and trying to make it look like a suicide. "Come, let's get you cleaned up..."

Alice was physically shaking when Darren put a hand on her, hands unclenching and reclenching over and over again. "He asked me to meet him out here. I thought it was strange, because it was so...so late. And with everything happening...but I think he just...wanted someone there." She had to pause for a moment. "He said he was sorry, sorry he'd made things worse, but that after Caroline...he couldn't...keep going. And then he..." She broke into sobs again. "I reached for the gun but I was too slow," she said. There was a layer of guilt in her voice. "If I'd been quicker..."

Edward's pockets were devoid of anything specific, and in fact it seemed the only thing he had brought outside with him was the small-caliber pistol he'd used to take his own life via gunshot to the head.

By now, Ilse had begun to equate the sound of someone screaming with yet another death. Given the nature of this whole 'murder mystery', Ilse wasn't too terribly surprised. Still, like everyone else, when they were awoken by someone yet again screaming, Ilse dutifuly followed after everyone else to Alice Logan's room, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the scene.

"What exactly happened here?" Ilse inquired. Obviously, someone had died, but when the only other person in the room when they arrived was covered in blood, it raised not just eyebrows, but questions as well.