You: And then we found a body.

A young man was leaning with his back against the wall. His throat was slashed open, still spilling blood. A small knife was resting a few feet away. And then he turned to us, eyes filled with fear of the unknown, fear of death. Barry Cedric, the Ultimate Pyromaniac, was still alive...

Barry: I...did...it...

You: Stay with us, Barry...someone...anyone...is anyone a doctor...

Pamela: Here's a towel...I know how to put pressure...I've done first aid for dogs...

Blana: Don't bother. That sucker's drained.

Delia: Eeeeh!

Lemon: Breaking news...a body has been...

Monokuma monitor: A body has been discovered! Please report to the storage room...eh? Everyone's already there...

Frida: Not everyone...my partner...where's Nazeem?

Pamela: And...what's that smell?

Delia: Yeah...something smells really bad...

Yula: Fire! There's a fire!

BB: I've got this...

Abi: Oh no! Wait!

Tamari: Oh god...no...it can't be...

You: BB pulled out a fire extinguisher and started to spray the fire that was raging in the corner. When the foam cleared, we stood in horror as we found what was burning. The scent of charred hair and fat and skin clung to our nostrils, and I heard someone vomit behind me.

Monokuma monitor: And another body has been discovered! See, I told you everyone was in the storage room!

You: We looked around, but we already knew who was missing. Nazeem Redmond, Ultimate Firefighter, had been burned alive...

Investigation- Start!

Monokuma: Hello everyone! It's the Monokuma File!

You: I looked at the file. It had two outlines of bodies. One of them had a pink gash across their throat. The other was left blank. 'Nazeem Redmond. Time of Death: 8:03 am. Cause of death: Fire. Barry Cedric. Time of Death: 8:14 am. Cause of death: Laceration to the throat.'

MONOKUMA FILE has been added to your Truth Bullets!

Orra: What? That didn't tell us much!

You: It did tell us time of death, although I suppose we saw Barry die. My watch...it says 8:17 am. That sounds about right. Which means, Nazeem was alive just 13 minutes ago.

Delia: You look like you're lost in thought.

You: I don't know. I'm eager to figure out who did this.

Frida: Everyone to the dining hall, now! I'm going to investigate and tell you what I find.

Yuli: Wait, why are you doing it? Why should we trust you?

Melani: Yeah...you're his partner! Why weren't you with him?

Frida: Because he never showed up at the dining room this morning!

BB: Who was at the dining hall this morning?

Tamari: Um. All of us, before we left. Except Quinton, Barry, and Nazeem...

Abi: No. We met some people on the way. Yula, Lemon, Pamela, and Dorian.

Dorian: I was coming from the dorms.

Pamela: As was I. I don't wake up this early!

Melani: Yula and I were wandering around.

Yula: Melani! They'll suspect us.

Melani: What? I don't care. We were together, that's what Frida wants, right?

Quinton: Wait, I was in the dining hall early. I needed to go to the bathroom. Barry and I left.

Tamari: Lemon?

Lemon: No comment.

Pamela: No comment! Are you claiming guilt right now?

Blana: Everyone shut the fuck up! We're not going to start accusing each other, okay? Let's just remember where we were before we found the bodies. That could be important, right?

Dorian: Coming from dorm
Blana: Dining hall
Orra: Dining hall
Lemon: Unknown
Abi: Dining hall
BB: Dining Hall
Pamela: Coming from dorm
Yula: Wandering halls
Tamari: Dining hall
Nazeem: Unknown
Frida: Dining hall
Quinton: Going to restroom
Delia: Dining hall
Barry: Going to restroom
Melani: Wandering halls
You: Dining hall

Melani: So...I'm going to conduct my own investigation.

BB: I as well.

Delia: We are as well. Isn't that right?

You: Uh...yes.

Frida: Stay with your partners. It's important that no one tamper with evidence. The killer is among us.

Pamela: What about you? You have no partner.

Frida: I will investigate with Quinton.

Quinton: Uh-uh. No way. Nazeem's your partner. What if I end up like him?

Frida: Fine. We will go to the dining hall and wait.

Tamari: I as well.

Orra: I left breakfast cooking, I should check on it.

Abi: How could you think of eating at a time like this?

Orra: I have to cook. Or else I'm going to cry.

You: And then...there was silence. We all thought that we might cry. Two of our new friends had been murdered, and in such heinous ways...

Delia: Well? Shall we take a look at Barry first?

You: Huh?

Delia: You said yes to investigating with me. So let's go!

You: Looking around at Barry's body was uncomfortable, but I knew I had to do it. Let's start with the wound.

You: The wound appears to be caused by a knife, a slash across the throat. Definitely fatal, though apparently not instantaneously so.

Delia: Why do you say that?

You: Um. Because we found him alive. He spoke to us.

Delia: Oh yeah! What did he say?

You: "I...did...it..."

BARRY'S LAST WORDS has been added to your truth bullets!

Delia: Very ominous. That's right. Well, I guess this case is closed.

You: Huh?

Delia: I mean...Barry confessed, right?

You: Well..perhaps. But let's keep investigating, just in case.

Delia: Okay! Let's look at this knife!

You: Don't touch it!

Delia: Oops...sorry.

You: Ah...well, since you grabbed it, let's see it.

You: There's blood on the knife. A lot on the blade, spreading down from the sharp end to the dull end, where blood splattered out. There's a couple of smudged blood stains on the handle.

BLOOD ON THE KNIFE has been added to your truth bullets!

You: What's this? There's something else...this knife is rather small, the blade is small. Probably an inch wide, a couple inches tall. It seems sharp. And...

Delia: It's monogrammed!

You: It is. It has the initials...Q.C. on it.

Delia: Quality Control?

You: No. It stands for Quinton Crisp.

Dorian: It's a paring knife.

Delia: Ahh! Where did you come from?

Dorian: I wanted to look around, too. It's a paring knife, though. Probably used to shuck oysters or cut into small fish. Someone like Quinton, a crabber, may have a sentimental one, and may use it to prepare seafood.

Delia: Quinton's a crab?

Dorian: No. A crabber.

Delia: A crabber? That doesn't sound real to me.

QUINTON'S PARING KNIFE added to truth bullets!

Dorian: Did you notice Barry's hands?

You: Huh?

Dorian: When we all walked in, he held up his hands to us. I wanted to check them, because I thought I saw something.

Delia: Okay. I'll just hold one up.

Dorian: No! Stop touching the crime scene!

Delia: Huh?

You: She's already handled the knife.

Dorian: You fool! You could be destroying evidence without realizing it...

Delia: Look, I'm sorry. I'm not a crime nerd like you two are.

You: Crime...nerd?

You: Okay...calm down. It's fine. Let's take a look.

You: Odd. Dorian, you're right. There are blisters on his hands. There's a little bit of bleeding, too...

Dorian: And a couple of scorch marks. He has some burns.

Delia: Well, he is a pyromaniac...isn't it possible he had these before he got here?

Dorian: No...these look fresh. Probably caused by the fire. In fact, I don't see any scars from any burns...

BURNS ON BARRY'S HANDS added to truth bullets!

Delia: What about his clothes? Don't they look strange?

Dorian: What about them?

Delia: I don't know! You're the crime nerd book worm...

You: ...

Delia: BARRY'S CLOTHES has been added to your truth bullets!

Dorian: Excuse me?

You: I don't even know anymore. But I want to take a look at Nazeem's body.

Delia: Okay, let's go!

(password: What did Delia think the monogram stands for?)