Volume V
We Are A Magazine
GIVE ME A CLUE, MYSTERIES
Two were in the dining hall, one was in the library, the others were in the billiard room. The dining hall held Mrs.Peacock and Miss Scarlet, the two old friends bantering. One of the others that was sipping what was in his glass was Mr. Green.
The night had been going for forty five minutes, and the guest were becoming bored. This wouldn’t last for long. A bell was rung signalling for them to eat. Once they were all gathered they waited for the food.
Little did they know this was apart of the game they were going to be playing tonight. Those that lived, got their life as a prize; and a ticket out of the house safely.-LH
Everybody was sitting at the dining room eating the lights went out. In the struggle that subdued a pop; It sounded like a gun. When the lights came back on the host was dead. -DB
I got to the house with policemen and ambulances in the front yard about a minute later. Fluorescent police tape covered the doorways and trees surrounding the house. Frightened neighbors were talking to policemen, pretending to know something about what happened. Who would suspect a little girl after all? Especially one who just got off work. Still in her maid outfit and everything. I had just gotten off work, just not at the right house. Cleaning supplies weighed down my car. No one knew that I actually did have a car; most people thought I was a poor little girl that worked for rich families. I actually just target them. -TN
I woke up this morning feeling the worse I have ever felt. It’s the first day of sophomore year and I don’t want to go through another school year without any friends.-MM
I handed the deck of cards to Mr. Green and he dealt them. The game was interrupted when we heard a loud scream. I ran in the direction where I heard the scream “Miss Scarlet!!” someone said and I turned to see Mrs. White standing over Colonel Mustard’s body. He was sprawled out on the ground, his eyes were open and lifeless. The scene was horrible and now everyone was a suspect… -SJ
As I made my way to the mansion of Mr. Boddy for his dinner party. Me being a professor, I did not have time for parties nor did I care for them. “How are you” I heard Mr.Green ask me.
“I'm good, thank you” I tell him as I make my way up the stairs.
I do not want to be here I thought to myself.
Soon we got called for dinner so i went into the dining room and sat down closest to the door.-CG
“Me?!” Shouted Mrs. Peacock, putting a hand over her chest.
“Yes,” said Miss. Scarlet slyly as she walked slowly over to her, “You never liked Green. It’s obviously you.”
“Now, Miss. Scarlet-” Mrs. White begins softly.
“White, stay out of it!” Scarlet exclaims. Mrs. White furrows her brows, looking quite taken aback by Miss. Scarlets sudden outburst.
“Miss. Scarlet,” Colonel Mustard says and places a hand on Scarlets back, “Let's not jump to conclusions here. We can’t be sure she did it.” Scarlet pushes him away with a scowl.
Professor Plum remained silent, only looking side to side every once and awhile.
“What about him?” Mrs. Peacock asks and points at Professor Plum, raising her voice with every word.
“What about me?” He mocks Mrs. Peacock and raises his eyebrows, “You dirty old hag! What about me?! He was my best friend! How dare you question that.” Mrs. White keeps her head down and Mrs. Peacock lets her mouth hang open in shock.-AH
Two were in the dining hall, one was in the library, the others were in the billiard room. The dining hall held Mrs.Peacock and Miss Scarlet, the two old friends bantering. One of the others that was sipping what was in his glass was Mr. Green.
The night had been going for forty five minutes, and the guest were becoming bored. This wouldn’t last for long. A bell was rung signalling for them to eat. Once they were all gathered they waited for the food.
Little did they know this was apart of the game they were going to be playing tonight. Those that lived, got their life as a prize; and a ticket out of the house safely.-LH
Everybody was sitting at the dining room eating the lights went out. In the struggle that subdued a pop; It sounded like a gun. When the lights came back on the host was dead. -DB
I got to the house with policemen and ambulances in the front yard about a minute later. Fluorescent police tape covered the doorways and trees surrounding the house. Frightened neighbors were talking to policemen, pretending to know something about what happened. Who would suspect a little girl after all? Especially one who just got off work. Still in her maid outfit and everything. I had just gotten off work, just not at the right house. Cleaning supplies weighed down my car. No one knew that I actually did have a car; most people thought I was a poor little girl that worked for rich families. I actually just target them. -TN
I woke up this morning feeling the worse I have ever felt. It’s the first day of sophomore year and I don’t want to go through another school year without any friends.-MM
I handed the deck of cards to Mr. Green and he dealt them. The game was interrupted when we heard a loud scream. I ran in the direction where I heard the scream “Miss Scarlet!!” someone said and I turned to see Mrs. White standing over Colonel Mustard’s body. He was sprawled out on the ground, his eyes were open and lifeless. The scene was horrible and now everyone was a suspect… -SJ
As I made my way to the mansion of Mr. Boddy for his dinner party. Me being a professor, I did not have time for parties nor did I care for them. “How are you” I heard Mr.Green ask me.
“I'm good, thank you” I tell him as I make my way up the stairs.
I do not want to be here I thought to myself.
Soon we got called for dinner so i went into the dining room and sat down closest to the door.-CG
“Me?!” Shouted Mrs. Peacock, putting a hand over her chest.
“Yes,” said Miss. Scarlet slyly as she walked slowly over to her, “You never liked Green. It’s obviously you.”
“Now, Miss. Scarlet-” Mrs. White begins softly.
“White, stay out of it!” Scarlet exclaims. Mrs. White furrows her brows, looking quite taken aback by Miss. Scarlets sudden outburst.
“Miss. Scarlet,” Colonel Mustard says and places a hand on Scarlets back, “Let's not jump to conclusions here. We can’t be sure she did it.” Scarlet pushes him away with a scowl.
Professor Plum remained silent, only looking side to side every once and awhile.
“What about him?” Mrs. Peacock asks and points at Professor Plum, raising her voice with every word.
“What about me?” He mocks Mrs. Peacock and raises his eyebrows, “You dirty old hag! What about me?! He was my best friend! How dare you question that.” Mrs. White keeps her head down and Mrs. Peacock lets her mouth hang open in shock.-AH