Kitchen

A neat, small kitchen where Jefferson and Jess stand. They had been saving a chocolate bar to eat later, but when they went to the fridge to collect it... It was gone. The chef was found dead in the fridge. Where is it? Who stole it? Who would kill someone over a chocolate bar?

The kitchen has two doors, one which leads to the main hallway, and one to the lounge room.

'Yo yo yo! Detective Jeff in the house!' I claim as I walk into the kitchen. 'Now! Lets here what we have here! Dead body.. das kewl... No chocolate anywhere to be seen... Clues! We must find clues!'

I slap Jefferson over the head. "Alrighty, let us look for the murder weapon!" I look at the body and see a huge knife stuck in his chest. "Found it."

'Ouch... alright, yea. I guess that would be the murder weapon... Do you know who owns it? Cos it's not mine.' I look further around the room. 'Ha! I found a sponge! I'm pretty sure that's gotta mean something!'

"Clearly," I said sarcastically. I see bloody footsteps leading out the room. "Do you think we should follow them?" I asked.

The footsteps lead to the main hallway's door.

'Well well well.... THAT! and my sponge... must mean.... I think he went that way! Pointing in the completely different direction.'

I grab Jeffy's arm, dragging him with me as I follow the bloody footsteps to main hallway's closed door. I placed my back against the door, signaling to Jeffy to do the same.

I see Jess signalling something.... I assume she means for me to walk in... So I do and I yell 'HELLO!? ANY MURDERS IN HERE? IF SO PLEASE COME OUT! I'M PRETTY SURE YOU'RE SOMEWHERE HERE!'

"Jefferson!" I yell, running into the room.