The Seductress

Hey just saying you guys have a right to be suspicious but don't go too far, after a couple days you'll be "seduced" by her and everything will be happy-then the first murder happens. Probably just food posoining and also a "mysterious-non-planned" avalanche is gonna hit, trapping you all inside

*Antonio*

I was back in my room after dinner, strumming my guitar absentmindedly. It was a little song my father had taught me, called "Spanish Romance". I laid my head back on the headboard of the bed, thinking about the nights events. I enjoyed the rest of my dinner, escorted Cassie back to her room, and came back to my own.

I kept thinking about the ten million dollars as well. It wasn't very often that a man had the opportunity to get that kind of money, but it was the way Senorita had made the offer. She made it sound as if only one of us would be in the house to receive the ten million. Perhaps she would just randomly kick people out. I wasn't quite sure, but I did indeed like the idea of ten million dollars.

I smiled and kept strumming.

Keandra's head was spinning from a little to much wine. She sat on her bed and pulled out her camera, to start taking pictures of her room. Soon after she popped into the main room to start clicking away at the other guests.
"Smile!" She laughed. Some protested but others posed happily and jokingly.
"So..." Keandra said as they finished and sat. "What do you think of our host? And what of the money?"

this might be my last post till sunday mates!! So feel free to do whatever you want with Max (just don't kill him yet please *big watery eyes*)

Max~~

Max walked out into the foyer, the hostess dissolving into thin air as she did before. A few others were there, one snapping pictures (obviously a bit tipsy) and the others casually chatting. The sound of a guitar could be heard faintly off in another room.

"Didn't you guys just hear the lady?" Max offered with his arms out, "It sounds like we have complete reign of this house."

The others nodded and some added a few words or two.

"What about some drinks eh?" Max opened up the small bar on the side and began mixing drinks up expertly.

He was hoping they would get inebriated enough so he could sneak off and see what was going on, for real, and plus he liked doing what he does best; party.

Cassie

Sighing, I flopped down on my bed and kicked off my high heels, letting them thud to the floor. Some of the other "guests" were having a party downstairs in the foyer - and getting drunk, by the sound of it - but there was no way I was going down there. Sitting through dinner had been torture enough.

The zipper of my dress was digging into my back. Annoyed, I got up, swearing when I almost tripped over my shoes. This night just gets better and better, I thought sourly, stomping over to my unpacked suitcase. I yanked out a tank top and some jeans and quickly changed, folding the dress neatly before setting it on the dresser.

Now what? I wondered. I wasn't tired enough to sleep, but I definitely didn't want to go down to the party. I supposed I could go explore the house, though. As long as I avoided the foyer, I shouldn't have to talk to anyone. And who knew? Maybe our hostess had a cat or something I could go play with. Yes, that's what I'd do.

My mind made up, I headed out the door.

*Antonio*

I eventually got tired of playing and decided to go and walk about. I walked around the foyer, where the other guests were mingling and having a good time, but I didn't feel like being terribly social tonight.

I didn't walk long until I came upon Cassie. She was sitting in the hall, playing with a puppy. She had a big smile on her face, and it hit me how beautiful she really was. She was being free with the pup, she was letting herself go.

I stood leaning against the wall for a few minutes before she realized I was there. Her eyes got wide and she jumped up.

I smiled at her, and she brushed the hair out of her face. She had it in a ponytail now.

"Hello, Cassie." I said.

She averted her gaze. "Hi."

"Please, don't stop playing with the dog on my account." I gestured to the pup, who was on his back, begging for a belly rub. I laughed and knelt down, rubbing his soft belly. I looked up at Cassie.

"So, not much of a party-goer either, are you?"

Cassie

"Not at all," I said, smiling a little. I hesitantly sat back down again next to him, the puppy between us. It was the cutest little dog I'd seen in a long time, white with a black spot across its muzzle.

"I take it you like dogs?" Antonio asked, watching me stroke the puppy absentmindedly.

"Yes," I said, feeling self conscious under his gaze. "I have a husky back home, and I grew up with a lot of animals. Do you have any pets?"

He shook his head. "No. My dad's allergic, and the place I live now doesn't allow pets. I did have an imaginary pet giraffe when I was six, though."

"And then you grew out of it?"

"No," he said sadly. "He ran away."

I laughed, and he gave me that charming smile of his. He was so easy to talk to.

We both looked up as footsteps came down the hallway and Julian walked into view, a wineglass in his hand. He stopped when he saw us sitting on the floor with the dog and smiled. "Having a private party, I see?"

**Carmen**
Well. I guess I could use ten million dollars for something. I thought to myself.
Dinner was great, wine was good, even though I'm only 20, I've been drinking wine since I was 15. Everything was going well so far. I was socializing and having a good time. I introduced myself to everyone and made small talk with the other guests. My head started hurting so I headed up to my room. On my way up the stairs I was the Latin looking guy talking to a girl playing with a small puppy.
Looks like someone might be hooking up tonight. I thought to myself.
I said hello to the two of them, patting the puppy on the head. I trotted up the stairs, went into my room and changed into some yoga pants and a t-shirt. I turned my iHome on and sounds of the local radio station filled the room. I took a couple Tylenol to try to ease my headache. As I just started my warming up my stretches, someone knocked on the door.
"Come on in." I said.

*Anyone can take over from here.*
Note: I know this sounds funny, but I don't cuss.... I hate even typing it, I think they are totally pointless. But if I do it's mostly 'frigg' 'wench' 'shizz' you do the math.

Dinner went very well. We had a greedy bunch here, all cheering when I mentioned the 10 million. The avalanche is being struck tonight and we would have our first victim very soon...maybe Julian, I didn't like him much. I walked over to Abriham and told him to check on our guests.

As Keandra headed to her room, the other guests heard a delighted shriek.
"What is it?" yelled one of the women, concerned.
"It's a lizard!" Keandra was jumping up and down slightly, petting and cuddling the blue tongue lizard. "However does she make it warm enough?? I shall need a cage like that!"
Guests yelled and screamed as they saw the lizard, but some were perfectly fine and came up to pet it.
"Ah, lizards." said one guy. "Love them."
"Same," Keandra smiled and kissed the animal's scaled snout. "I'm Keandra, by the way." She said, and shook his hand.

Julian leaned on the doorjamb. "Who's puppy is-?" A squeal from downstairs turned him around mid-sentence and he moved to the banister. One of the women was holding a lizard and looking positively ecstatic. "Well that's a sight." He muttered, thinking of the girls back in Florida. They would have never gotten within a hundred yards of anything non-cute and fluffless.

He glanced onver his shoulder at the pair in the room behind him. Cute couple, in his own opinion. He sighed. "Well, I suppose I'll leave you two alone." He winked and the girl, Cassie he believed, blushed at what he was implying. He moved on, just walking and admiring his surroundings. He came to a door that was closed and knocked.

"Come on in." Came the response. Julian opened the door to see Carmen, the Italian-turned-New Yorker, mid-stretch.

"Oh, I hope I'm not interrupting." Julian said, sipping from his wine glass.

Cassie

There was an awkward silence when Julian left. After a long moment, I scrambled to my feet.

"I'd better go," I said, not meeting Antonio's eyes. "It's getting late."

"Yeah," he said. He looked like he was about to say something else, but I was already bolting for the door.

No one was in the hallway, to my relief. I headed back to my room, not meeting anyone on my way. I hadn't been lying when I'd told Antonio it was getting late - it was, and I was exhausted from the long day. I couldn't wait to go to sleep.

I made sure to lock my door before I collapsed on my bed. You could never be too careful, and something about this big house made me uneasy.

I nodded to Abriham and the avalanche started. I screamed out right as an alert. Most of the doors opened as the group in robes came out.

"Whaa happenn'" a drunk Antonio asked. I put on my scared face.

"There was an avalanche! I think we're stuck here!" I screamed.



**Im not going to be on for the rest of the night and maybe tomorrow but Julian will mysteriously go missing and be found dead in the snow.***

Cassie

Well, so much for sleeping, I thought miserably, watching everyone mill around and talk in low voices. It was just after 3 in the morning, and now we were all stuck in this house. Wonderful.

"We're trapped!" Keandra was saying wildly. She looked like she was on the verge of hysterics. I wondered where her lizard was. "We're trapped here! What are we going to do?"

"I wish someone would slap her," Max muttered in my ear. "Hard."

"Me too," I whispered back, turning to look at him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Antonio making his way towards me. He was obviously drunk. No way was I talking to him while he was like that. "I got sick and had to go back to my room, okay?," I said hurriedly to Max.

"Okay," he said, looking at Antonio too with a slight frown on his face.

I quickly made my way out of the crowded room. A few people glanced at me as I rushed by them, but no one said anything. No one would miss me anyways - Keandra, sobbing now, was more than enough of a show for everyone.

Keandra started playing with her lighter angrily. She was more angry at herself than at anyone else - what had happened to her? Her self control completely out the window. Embarassed. Stuck.
She calmed herself with breathing and threw another hissy fit in her room before walking completely composed into the main room.
"I'm talking to our hostess," She shot at the others.
"Go for it," Sneered Antonio. Keandra was in his face in a second. She smashed a bottle on the nearby table, hearing exclamations behind her.
"This is not funny, this is not a game," Keandra said. "We're stuck in here and we need to take action. Yes, I am the Australian spaz. Yes, I am crazy. But yes, I can climb. Yes, I can despite previous assumption think. But most importantly I'm one of you. And we're in this together."
For a while there was silence, and then one of the men snorted.
"Nice speech," He said.
"Nice face. I wonder if you'll have it when we leave this house."
"Wait - did you just threaten me?"
"No. It's snowing." Keandra guestured to the window. "It's cold as hell. Ever heard of frostbite? We can't call on any services, the phones aren't working. I checked." She stopped for breath and suddenly stopped, still as a statue. "What was that?"