DAY FOUR

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The Manager's voice came over the loudpeaker in the lobby: "Attention, everyone. I have good news: We are not stuck here, as you may have thought. You will return home, um...eventually."

"Eventually. Oh great. Here comes the bad news," Danie groaned.

Sure enough, the Manager said, "Bad news: it will take about two weeks to regain communications. However, I ask that you take in mind the possibiliy that these deaths may have been the only ones, that they were...targeted, not spontaneous." There was a pause.

"The amusement park and slides are not yet open, but the beach area is. Please notfiy me if you wish to leave that area. To do so, simply press the button on a purple pole. There are many around the island, they should be easy to find. Oh, that reminds me to tell you that although communications with anywhere outside are cut off, we still have connection within the island, so there is WiFi, and you can text or call each other, and the purple poles work."

"Try to relax and have as much of a good time as you can. I understand this may be hard for some of you..."

A few glances at September.

"But just try. It's really the only thing you can do."

"So go out and have some fun now!"

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More later! 

DAY FOUR, continued

The vacationers were having a blast at teh beach- bilding sand castles, relaxing underneath their umbrellas, and running in the waves. Everyone once in a while, Dolphin, could be seen leaping from the water. The ocean was warm and clear, and a light breeze blew thorughout the island.

HAB, however, wanted to surf, and there weren't any good waves where the CBers were settled. She looked around and saw some good surfing waves at the far end of the shoreline, near a cluster of palm trees. She grabbed her green surfboard and headed away from the others.

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Fifteen minutes later, HAB was exhausted from surfing. Exhausted, but happy. She sat down on the sand and stared at her reflection in the crystal water.

Suddenly someone else's face appeared in the reflection. Its eyes were filled with a cold determination. HAB sucked in her breath and started to turn her head.

The killer grabbed her head and shoved it into the water.

HAB kicked and screamed, but the killer was holding her down, and her screams came out as only streams of bubbles.

The killer continued to hold her face into the water.

Until HAB stopped struggling.

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R.I.W. HAB. Rest In Water. 

DAY FIVE

Understandably, the CBers decided not to go to the beach today. Instead, they agreed on swimming in the hotel pool where "we'll all be safe and within sight of each other" as September put it.

An intense chicken fight began: Sprankje on Brookeira's shoulders versus Masked Piester on Danie's shoulders.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" the others chanted excitedly, except for Squeak, who was fiddling with his watch, and Maire, who stared vacantly at somewhere in the distance.  

The "fighters" were all smiling. 

"You're about to get PIE-d!" Masked Piester cackled gleefully.

"BRING IT ON!" Sprankje yelled. "Someone countdown to the chicken fight...I mean, the event in which Piester will be epically defeated."

"In your dreams!" Piester said, putting on her purple goggles.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, NUMBER TEN PACES FIRE!" Clouded Leopard and Owlgirl sang. 

The two AES started pushing at each other, laughing and hollering. Eventually Sprankje managed to shove Piester hard enough that Piester lost balance and fell into the pool.

"VICTORYYYYYYYYY!" Sprankje cried.

Piester yelled and started a splash war.

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The CBers began to climb out of the pool, dry themselves off with towels, and head inside. But Dolphin continued to swim happily in the pool, going in circles and leaping out of the water.

"You want to get out now, Dolphin?" the Manager asked, gesturing towards the saltwater-filled tank in which Dolphin floated when she* wasn't able to swim in a larger body of water.

Dolphin shook her head and did a flip. 

"Okay then," the Manager said, and left.

"Do you think she'll be okay by herself? That she won't...drown like HAB did?" a CBer wondered as the slipped their flip-flops back on. 

"She's a marine animal. She's not gonna drown." their companion replied.

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An hour later, Dolphin was still swimming in the pool.

The killer emerged from behind a palm tree, quietly dragging a crate with it. With a grunt, it stopped at the edge of the pool.

Dolphin swam towards the crate and looked up at the killer, hopeful. Maybe this was a game, and there were toys inside the box!

The killer flipped open the latch on the crate door and dashed away. It suddenly occured to the dolphin that maybe there wern't toys in the box.

The crate door fell open. 

"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Dolphin squeaked in alarm as a six-foot, torpedo-shaped barracuda with a terrifying array of of knife-sharp teeth flopped into the water. The monstrous fish fixed its cold, black eyes on the CAPTCHA.

And charged.

With another squeak of terror, Dolphin swam hurriedly in the opposite direction at lightning speed.

But the barracuda was faster. In less than a second, it caught up to her.

The last thing Dolphin saw was the barracuda's open jaws. 

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R.I.B.S. Dolphin. Rest in Barracuda's Jaws.

*@HAB: I don't know if your CAPTCHA is female or male...but I made Dolphin female in this Ski Lodge, since I didn't know. 

Warning: I think this is going to be the most emotional post you're going to get...my pencil was just non-stop today...

DAY SIX

Brookeira, Mirax, and Shadowmoon pushed open the door to the pool, giggling at an autocorrected text Shadowmoon had sent.

Mirax took one glance at the pool, and her eyes rolled back into her head as she fainted. Brookeira yelped and caught her. Shadowmoo ran to the purple pole by the door and slammed her fist onto the button. "Owlgirl? Get here RIGHT NOW. There's a monster in the pool!"

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"A CAPTCHA!"

"That's...that's horrific."

"I didn't think the killer would go so far!"

"Terrible, terrible, just terrible."

Nougat seemed confused. "I'm sorry...I'm new here...I don't really get why...it happening to a CAPTCHA is especially bad? Isn't it as bad as an AE or CBer?"

There were a few gasps. "How could he not know?" someone said loudly.

Nougat blushed. "I'm sorry..."

"No, it's okay," Hermione told Nougat reassuredly. "Look, have you ever read Harry Potter? At least the first book?"

The winged AE nodded.

"Remember when Firenze esplains to Harry why the slaying of a unicorn is a crime? That only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would do such a thing. That it is 'a monstrous thing' to slay soemthing pure and defenseless to save yourself."

"It's similar to that. To hurt a CAPTCHA is very awful to us CBers. Even if an individual CAPTCHA is not so innocent, CAPTCHAs as a group are considered innocent beings. It's...unthinkable to fatally harm one."

"Oh," Nougat said softly.

"At this point, the murderer must be either crazy, or have a very good reason." Marie commented.

Danie looked suspsicious. "A very good reason. You say that as if you have experience."

Marie paled. "Oh no! I...I've just read a lot of mystery novels, that's all."

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I'm not done. I'm just submitting this day in parts, because it's rather long, and I don't want to keep you waiting. 

DAY SIX, continued

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The CBers rushed through the gates of the amusement park.

"Wait!" Owlgirl called through her Hamilton megaphone. "One last thing. It is required that everyone travel in groups of no less than three people."

The CBers took a few moments to reassemble themselves.

"You do know why she's having us be with at least two other people, right?" Shadowmoon asked her groupmates. Danie, Squeak, and Brookeira shook their heads.

"With three, at least there's a witness, or someone to help. She doesn't want us to go off alone, because obviously that asking for it. But she doesn't want us in partners, because there's the possibility that one of the two is, you know..."

"The killer," Squeak said in a bored tone, currently in his unicorn form. "Oh goody."

"Sorry, he's like that," Danie explained. "He's pretty sarcastic when he's a unicorn.

"Of course not. I'm definitely using no sarcasm whatsoever," Squeak rolled his eyes.

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I'm so mad, I have to leave, and I'm not going to be home until around 10:00. and my mom defintiely won't let me be on teh computer late. I'm so sorry, I have to continue my post tomorrow. Argh, I have it all written out and everything.