"Lots." Despacito said.

"Yes honey?" Lots replied.

"We should go look around the mansion area. There maybe some supplies we can savage." Despacito replied. "And don't call me honey. It's embarrassing."

"Sure honey~" Lots teased.

"I will personally kill you." Despacito snapped.

Lots kept his mouth shut the whole way after that one.

***

"Man, the sun is still blocked by the mist." Lots commented.

"I know. I am not blind." Despacito said with a sharp voice.

"Huh...All I see is ash and ruble...Oh look it's the graves." Lots scanned the head stones, then froze.

"What's wrong Lots?" Creaking asked.

"How many people did we bury again?" Lots asked, while keeping his eyes locked on the head stone.

"4 I think...Petunia, Loren, Sora, Artic." Creaking listed.

"I see..." Lots's rubbed his chin in a concerning way.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes. Because there is 5 head stones."

Everyone froze.

"Who is the 5th person?" Doges asked.

"I don't know. We are missing quite a few bodies..." Lots rubbed his chin again. "Well, there is one way to find out."

"How?" Doges asked again.

"Dig up the grave of course." Lots said casually.

"NO!" Despacito protested. "Don't disturb the dead, nothing good comes out from it."

"This is not the time for superstition!..." Lots argued.

The two began to argue, and just when it seemed the argument is gonna drag on for another 7000 years, a single drop of rain on Lots's head ended the conversation.

"Looks like it's going to rain." Lots commented.

"No shit sherlock." Despacito.

"I always liked that sharp tongue of yours."

Despacito made a smile, clearly taking it as a compliment.

"Alright, let's all head to camp and find some shelter for now." Lots said.

5 Remaining?

Q: Who do you think is the killer?