The tension at the last dinner was obvious. Michelle & Reynold and Nelson & Brianna were seated at opposites sides of the table. They all desperately wanted to make it out of the Manor alive, and since they thought the killer was on the opposite side of the table to them, they definitely didn't want to sit with them.

It was deadly quiet in the dining room until Nelson quietly peeped up. "Well, I think we should all congratulate ourselves for making it this far." The charity worker raised his glass of wine, keen to collide the glass with another.

Brianna raised her glass, and eventually (after a few glances) the other two guests did too.

"We shouldn't really be congratulating the killer though, they haven't actually form anything to get to this point. Except for kill." Reynold knew that he was talking the truth about the killer. And he knew that the two other innocent guests (who he assumed was Michelle & Brianna) would agree with him deep down.

"That's a bit ironic coming from you, Reynold." Brianna was slightly tipsy at this point from all the wine she had drunk.

"What do you mean by that?" Reynold raised an eyebrow at the Olympian.

Brianna giggled "Well, you're the killer. It's been obvious since the beginning. First of all, you've never been scared and you've won so many riddles."

Reynold thought it was a bit rich that Brianna was bringing those topics up when she herself had never been scared. And had only won one case statement less than him.

"Well, I think it's no surprise that I think Nelson is the killer." Reynold finally revealed his suspicion of Nelson being the killer to the remaining guests.

"...I mean you claim you weren't really educated, yet you know things about murder and poison, you've won as many case statements as me and you've played both sides." Reynold argued his points for Nelson being the killer.

Nelson hoped that the topic of playing both sides wouldn't be brought up. He knew he was a pretty bad liar, and since he knew he did play the other side of the manor at one point, he'd have to try and defend himself somehow.

"I just had to do it. Otherwise, I could have been scared, that's all. It's not like I actually wanted to play with that side."

"Sure," Michelle said sarcastically.

Before anybody else could defend themselves as to why they aren't the killer, Giles strolled into the dining room. Carrying the cards which were supplied at every dinner beforehand just like usual.

"My dear guests...It seems that for the final time, one of you have impressed the killer with your version of events of how Mr. Greash was killed..."

All of the guests sat in a tense silence. They all wanted their name to be called desperately, it was their only chance of confirmation that they would definitely be in the final three.

"Reynold!"

"YES!" Reynold almost jumped out of his seat once he heard his name called by the butler. This meant that he was in the final and had a chance of escaping the Manor alive.

"Congratulations" Michelle gave her alliance member a warming smile.

"Now for the rest of you, sit back, relax and hear how our talented guest got the boot."

"It didn't take a genius to know that Dan worked out during his stay at Rue Manor. So with that in mind, I set my trap. Online, I ordered a bulky and large vehicle. It traveled all the way from Arizona. Once it arrived at the Rue Manor gates and started to drive up the driveway, I attacked. I easily opened the drivers' side door and pulled him out of the vehicle, I quickly slashed his throat and planted him in one of the bushes next to the Rue Manor gates. Once I climbed inside the vehicle I pre-planned the route with A.R.K.O.N (again), I then went back inside the manor to retrieve the bear trap and placed it in the path where Dan would start his workout. After I made sure to cover the bear trap I set the pre-planned route off and the car traveled to the garage. The next morning, Dan got dressed into his sports gear and started his workout at the front of the manor. However, once he turned into the side path, he stepped dead on into the bear trap. Which before was layered with clementine juice, from oranges. The fruit which Dan was highly allergic to. Upon impact, his body bloated fatally. His throat bloated to the point where his larynx exploded, therefore explaining how Dan couldn't scream and/or alert people of his situation. After being left for twenty minutes, an inflammation of the brain ultimately killed Dan. So when the car was set off again and was pre-planned to the side path, it was only running over Dan's dead body. After about an hour, I then emerged. Picking up Dan's dead body I carried him over to the designated spot, where the bucket of Honey was suspended on one of the orange trees. With a simple pull of a string, the bucket tipped and gallons of honey collided with Dan's body. Attracting the thousands of bees and wasps surrounding the trees and stinging the already dead Dan. Buzz buzz... your killer."

Brianna & Nelson knew hardly any of what Giles said. So they knew they were going to be scared. 100%

"Nelson. Please open your card."

Nelson took a deep breath before opening his card. was written across the card in big letters.

"Brianna?"

Michelle pulled a massive smile the minute Brianna revealed her card. This meant that she was not going to be scared. The wannabee actress didn't waste time opening her card and wasn't surprised when the card read

"It would seem that in our final dinner... Mr. Grey & Miss Doan are the scared guests. Now, guests, I have to warn you. Tomorrow will not be like any other day at your stay here. By the end of the day, two of you sitting here will be dead and one of you will leave with your life intact and win the game. I also forgot to mention, in spite of you all working so hard in this game. The killer will award the winner with a prize of $250,000."

All of the guests gasped at the surprising reveal. They were now excited to have another thing to look forward to at the end. The money would definitely be a nice prize to claim after such a traumatic experience. However, they knew deep down that no amount of money could block the memories of the game.

Giles walked out of the dining room. And the final four started to leave to return to their suites. However, once they reached the doorway, Giles re-appeared.

"Just to remind you. You will not win by having the best case statement on how the deceased was murdered, in fact, you won't investigate the death at all. Goodnight guests."

"Interesting," Michelle said.

The four guests all walked in silence as they scaled the staircase. They all knew this was going to be their last night, whether they made it out alive or not.