First, we had to try to shoo Agatha out of our way, which was kinda easy. Then, without being told, I wrote down everyone who was in this house.

-Emily Jones

-Agatha Harris

-Alexander Thomas Jones

-May Chen

-Louise

-Ava Jones

-Maxwell Jones

Of course, we didn’t include ourselves. It was Emily Jones first. 

“Hello Aunt Emily, why don’t you spend some time with me. I really missed you,” Willow lied.

“Oh, Willow. You know I am very busy, a lot of work to do. Maybe later,” Willow’s aunt replied.

“But please, it feels like you never even existed. I’m going to forget you,” Willow begged

“Ok, fine. Is Jade coming?” Emily sighed.

Willow shook her head, and gave me a signal. Smiling, I walked off to Emily’s ‘private’ office, when it was my fathers. The computer was on; I felt relieved. She was on her messages, with someone called anonymous. Not Alice nor Alex, or any other name, but anonymous. She wouldn’t have put the name as anonymous for no reason though. I put my hands on the mouse, and scrolled through the messages. This is the text.

– –/– – –/– dot/– dot dot/dot –/– dot – –

– dot dot dot/dot – dot dot/– – –/– – –/– dot dot

This was morse code. I wrote it all down and ran to Willow. She knew that this was time to stop playing and told her aunt that she was going to play with me now. When we arrived at my room, I showed her the paper and asked her what it meant. This is her reply,”Morse code, on my aunt's computer, how interesting. Ok, so It means Monday, blood.” She looked at me frightened. “No, it can’t be. The murder did happen on Monday night, and blood does mean murder.”

But we couldn’t stop there, there were more people to discover. Maxwell Jones.