Fanon:BNCW Murder Mystery

Protologue
Monday, 12:32 AM, 20 Hours and 58 Minutes before the incident

Superfoxtrot’s POV

''Twas the night before Halloween, the children were laughing, parents worrying, all of the decorations didn’t seem to only scare the children, but also the parents and seniors. I wouldn’t blame the bystanders either, as animal intestines do not set the mood of Halloween very well. This house, or mansion, now that I’ve taken a good look at it doesn’t seem to be entirely friendly to outsiders. Isn’t the point of Halloween to attract trick-or-treaters? Perhaps not, for these individuals. These people were plotting. Plotting this, and planning that. What could they possibly be planning for that requires so much preparation? As I was thinking about that point, I heard a voice. A few voices, actually. Most of them sounded soft, two of them might even be a girl. However, there was one voice that stood out to me. One very, very deep voice. ''

"Well, the first part is done.” came the deep voice, also tracing behind roughness and the tiniest bit of tiredness from his voice. 

"They’re all going to the party?” This time, it was a girl’s voice.

“Yes, and hopefully all of them come.”

“Do you think my knife is sharp enough to kill them in one stab?” Another voice, sounding oddly funny and creepy.

''“Don’t be silly, knives are out dated,” the girl’s voice came back again. “Use these instead.” I could swear that I heard someone cocking a pistol.''

“Aww, but you all know what I can do with knives-"

''“Not now, NateMaximusNapoleonWright1231. Jesus Christ, why is your code name that long?” came another voice. “We’ll need all of the materials we can get, hey Alt Master, do you have profiles on the subjects? We’ll need them in order to imitate-”''

CRACK!

Oh no, I stepped on a branch...

“Do you hear that?”

“Somebody’s eavesdropping us”

“I can get my hands dirty tonight!” BOOM!

Monday, 8:46 AM, 11 Hours and 44 Minutes before the incident Superfoxtrot’s POV “Ouch, that hurt.” Superfoxtrot moaned, rubbing his gluteus as he remembered that strange dream. He just realized that a new Big Nate arc was coming, since it was Monday when a sudden jolt of fear went through him, and he dashed to check his mail. His fear worsened, as he found an invitation to a Halloween party, from SuperTalker101. He knew that it wasn’t Super plotting the murders, as his voice was very different from that Alt Master who was plotting the murders. Panic struck him again as he found another letter, this time, written from an unknown person. '''I know that you know your friends’ fate. I also know something no one else knows, something that you fear that it will be revealed, because the consequences are beyond death. If you wish for that to remain silent, then you must follow these demands.''' I will be taking a close eye on you, Superfoxtrot.
 * 1) You must attend the party SuperTalker101 invited you to.
 * 2) You must not speak or tell anyone about what you saw last night.
 * 3) You must not defend yourself if you are suspected.
 * 4) You must keep everything to yourself, and sometimes, me.

Signed, Anonymous.



At that moment, Superfoxtrot realized something. He is being forced to be a bystander. He is silenced.