Chapter Text
(Third-Person POV)
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Dining Room 1 / Bathroom
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Finally, everyone was gathered around in the Dining Room. They chatted quietly in anticipation and nervousness. There was lots of tension between everyone, especially knowing two bodies were lying just a car down. The moon was high in the sky now.
Second scoffed and brought everyone to attention. “Alright. I’ve gathered as much evidence as possible at the moment. Thankfully, you all are still alive, so let’s get this over with. I have the story pieced together, so just let me tell it..”
The tension increased as everyone went quiet and let Second speak.
“The murders took place during the party this midnight. We start in the medical car with DJ, Blue, and Yellow. The self esteemed murder stole a packet of sedative drugs. They all then walked out of the medical car and to their friends, Red and Green, at their table. DJ poured all their drinks and walked out. However, when their friends’ backs were turned, the murderer drugged their drinks. Once they got the chance to drink, all of them passed out, excluding the murderer, who was only pretending.
Using their claws, they leapt onto the ceiling and crawled through to the second dining car. In this car was King, DJ, and Purple. Purple left to go retrieve something she’d left in her room. While the other two were distracted, the murderer drugged King’s drink and disconnected DJ’s internet. This gave them the chance to slip the used packet into DJ’s pocket and frame him for the drugging.
They simply walked into the passenger car next. Their primary target was Alan. They kicked down his door, pushing him to the ground.. and killing him.”
Second took a moment to breathe. All eyes were on him now.
“However, someone heard the commotion and rushed to see what was happening. Purple saw what the murderer had done. She gasped and started to run, but she wasn’t fast enough to outrun the murderer, who pinned her down and killed the only witness. They heard DJ wake up and started to panic. Quickly, they stole her gloves to cover their claws and rushed into the kitchen, all the way up to the conductor’s car. They climbed through the vent and made their way back to the first dining room, laying down and closing their eyes, acting as innocent as the rest of us.”
Everyone looked over at Blue, Yellow, Green, and Red.
“And well, I noticed that one of you has been wearing something that doesn’t belong to us. You’ve been flying so low under the radar, not very willing to talk. Don’t think I hadn’t noticed your silence. Only one of us 5 is smart enough to plan something so elaborate.”
He took another breath before pointing at…
“Yellow. Can we see your hands, please?”
It was all staggeringly silent as everyone looked at him. Yellow kept his hands behind his back, before slowly raising both of them.
They were gloved. Something he hadn’t had before now.
He smiled viciously.
“Congratulations, you caught me.”
Second drew a diamond sword. “But.. why? Why you of all sticks? I expected it to be Dark.”
Dark silently scoffed.
“Because I’m not your friend, idiot..” Yellow?’s body started to contort and twist, until the point it leaned back and completely disappeared, leaving a bright, green, cloudy stick in its place. It had claws just as Second predicted.
Pretty much everyone drew a weapon, except for DJ, who just used his fists instead.
“Who are you?!” Second shouted.
“I am a program sent by a secret admirer.. to perform a task that may please the recipient. That recipient being.. Him.” It pointed at Dark. “Killing Alan was my assigned task. The sender knew you may admire that action.”
“..no. That’s.. just weird. Also, I’m not a big fan of people like that. So, tell your ‘sender’ I’m not interested.” He pointed a blade at it.
“Simply too bad. Now.. I must eliminate you all. I did not plan to be caught so quickly..”
“Where’s Yellow?!” Blue threatened.
“Somewhere I will never te-”
The sentence was interrupted by an arrow to the head, which knocked it over completely. Everyone looked to the entrance of the dining car.
“EAT ARROWS, SUCKER!” It was Purple! She was still injured, but alive. She had Alan leaning on her shoulder as well.
“If you’re wondering.. Yellow is in my room in the storage compartment.. apparently he’s been there and unconscious the whole time. I got killed the moment I saw him, otherwise I would have told you guys.” Alan looked up with a smile. He sounded weak, but he was alive as well.
Pretty much everyone rushed over to them, glad they were ok. King was the most relieved of all, capturing Purple in his arms. Alan was smothered with hugs. Dark seemed to be slightly disappointed at this.
Groaning, the program got up, preparing to attack, but very quickly saw it was very out-numbered. Dark very quickly killed it.
“Damn, that thing didn’t even have a defense mechanism? This coder sucks. No wonder they like me.” He snickered.
Once everyone backed off Purple and Alan, they took some time to assess the situation.
“So this train was all just a trap?” Chosen thought out loud.
“Must’ve been, no wonder it was so cheap.” Second shrugged.
“Wait wait wait.. if this train is a set-up to kill me..” Alan paused, then realized something. “..guys, where the hell is this train headed to?”
Everyone looked at him. He was right. Where were they going?
The train started to shake and speed up, rushing down the tracks at an alarming rate. This virus must’ve been in control of the train.
Sighing, Dark started sprinting to the front of the train. Tumbling into the Conductor’s Car, he started typing and overriding the controls.
It all depended on him.