Is it Red? Is it Black? Is it Blue?
Ethan's POV
"Ethan!" Jessica said. "You're alright!"
I let out a sigh of relief. It wasn't Jessica.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"It's Artemis," Bianca said. "Come on, I'll show you."
We followed Bianca to the shields, where Artemis laid.
I checked for any damage. It looked like...
"A bullet wound," Sam said, quietly. "But... it doesn't look like it either."
"Does that mean..." Opal said.
"Bianca sus," Clyde interrupted.
"Now I feel bad for ejecting Charis," Roman said, sadly.
"It's okay man," Sam told him.
"You know what?" I said. "I might be dumb, but here's what I think. Clyde was near Moonlark when the lights went out, at least, that's what Charis claimed. He also accused Charis and got her voted out. However, she was not the impostor. Not only that, but Artemis made it clear that she didn't trust Clyde, and she was the one who got killed this time. Besides, Clyde has been blaming too many people."
Everybody was staring at me.
"Look, I'm just guessing," I told them. "I might be completely wrong."
"We know it's not Jessica," Sam pointed out. "We saw her scan in medbay."
"And I saw Ethan clearing the asteroids," Roman added.
"Thanks, Roman," I said.
"No problem," he replied.
"So are we all in agreement?" Bianca asked. "Are we about to send Clyde into the dark hole of doom?"
"Even if it isn't him," Opal said. "At least, it'll be quieter. No more YOU SUS nonsense."
"There still might be that," Jessica said.
"Well, at least it won't be an annoying type of you're sus," Opal replied. "So, I'll be glad to vote Clyde out."
"Wait, what? No!" Clyde protested. "It's not me!"
Everybody (excluding Clyde) voted him out.
Clyde was not The Impostor
1 Impostor remains
"Oof!" Sam said.
"Darn, I was hoping that I was correct," I groaned.
"Look on the bright side..." Bianca said. "No more migraines."
"Time to do our next tasks," I said. "Good luck, everyone."
Nobody's POV (Ghosts)
"SEE?" Clyde said. "I told you it wasn't me."
"To be fair," Artemis said. "You were acting kinda sus."
"Yeah," Charis agreed.
"Why did I have to die first?" Ewan asked.
"What about me?" Katarina asked.
"At least you had a little fun!" He reminded her.
"How is being murdered fun?" Katarina asked. "Are you dumb?"
"Hey! He's young!" Nina snapped, then lowered her voice. "It's more stress related than fun."
Then she looked worried.
"I was on the prototype of this ship," she said. "And I don't remember this..."
"Oh great!" Clyde said. "Why didn't you tell us earlier!"
"Would you have listened to me?" She asked. "And Arty doesn't count."
Everybody else, minus Artemis, began whistling.
"I knew it," she said.
"None of us knew," Artemis pointed out. "Not even the murderer themself."
"Wait, how did you die?" Katarina asked.
"Somebody opened their mouth, and a long sharp tongue killed me." Artemis replied.
"That means, the killer is an alien, not a human," Katarina said. "That means, none of them is actually a killer. The one who's been killing is an alien in the form of one of them. And if that's the case, I hope whoever the alien has taken the form of... well, I hope they're okay."
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