“TODO!” Maria shrieks. And the group is sure the windows are about to shatter.
Alex is pacing the floor, Adolf is in the armchair wringing his hands, and Lucy is sitting on the couch rocking back and forth uncomfortably.
“TODO!” Maria keeps shrieking, clutching the dead dog to her chest.
“This is wild,” Adolf says, shaking his head.
“Guys,” Lucy speaks up. “I have to tell you something.”
Alex is mumbling to himself. “If it’s not the landlord, who can it be?”
“Guys?” Lucy says again.
“And who would kill a dog?” asks Adolf. “I mean, who does that?”
“Guys!” Lucy shouts.
“What, Lucy?!” Alex turns on her. “We’re trying to think!”
“I have to tell you something!”
“What?” Adolf demands.
Lucy takes a breath. “My name…it’s not Lucy…”
Alex stares at her. “Then what is it?”
Lucy rubs her fingers nervously. “My parents…they were…um…”
“They were what?” Adolf waves her on.
Lucy keeps rubbing her fingers. “They were…you have to understand…”
“Just spit it out, Lucy!” Alex shouts.
Lucy shuts her eyes and says, “They were voodoo priests.”
Adolf blinks twice. “What?!”
Lucy goes back to rubbing her fingers again. “They used to do demonic rituals at home.”
Adolf throws his hands up in disbelief. “And you never told us this?!”
Alex holds a finger up. “Wait, what does this have to do with you?”
Lucy looks over at him. “My name isn’t really Lucy.”
“You already said that!” Adolf exclaims, throwing his hands again. “What is your name, Lucy?!”
Lucy looks down at her hands then slowly lifts her head. “Lucifer.”
The silence is deafening.
“It’s you!” Maria screams. “You killed Todo! You’re a murderer!”
Adolf shakes his head. “You gotta be kidding me. It’s her. How did we miss that?! Who names their kid Lucifer?!”
Lucy is crying now. “I’m sorry.”
“We have to kill her!” Maria moves to the other side of the room with Todo. “She’s gonna kill us all!”
“No!” Alex cuts in. “It’s not her!”
“Are you blind?” Maria shouts back. “She’s Lucifer! She killed Todo!”
Alex disagrees. “We turn into the meanings of our names, not the people we’re named after.”
“Exactly! And she’s Satan!”
“No, she’s Lucifer.”
“Dios mio! What’s the difference?!”
“‘Satan’ means “adversary”,” Alex explains. “But ‘Lucifer’ means “angel of light”.”
Maria rolls her eyes. “And Lucifer fell from Heaven and brought us Hell on Earth and that’s what she’s doing now.”
“She’s got a point, Alex,” Adolf says. “I’m not really religious, but even I remember from Sunday School that Satan comes to steal, kill, and destroy.”
“That’s when he was called Satan,” Alex tells him. “His name got changed. Her name’s Lucifer and it means angel of light. Don’t you see? Lucy’s been the one giving us all the insight about who is and isn’t the killer this whole time.”
“Because she knows who’s the killer!” Maria throws her hand in Lucy’s direction. “It’s her!”
“It’s not!” Alex shouts.
“How about this?” Adolf suggests. “Let’s test it out.”
Adolf paces the room. “Everyone’s been dying every night. Let’s lock Lucy in a room by herself. If someone dies tonight, then we know that Lucy’s not the killer. If someone doesn’t die tonight, then she’s probably the killer.”
Alex thinks it over. “Sounds fair.”
Lucy is still rubbing her fingers in her lap. “I’m scared.”
Maria sucks her teeth. “So are we, mami! Get over it!”
Alex walks over to Lucy. “You heard them, Lucy. Let’s go.”
Lucy looks up at him. “I’m scared. What if someone breaks in and kills me?”
“I’ll watch outside the door,” Alex promises.
“Can someone stay inside with me?”
Alex looks back at the others. “I don’t think any of them is gonna wanna stay with you.”
Lucy sniffles and looks him in his eyes. “Will you stay with me?”
Alex looks away briefly. “We both know I can’t do that.”
Lucy nods. “Can I at least get the teddy bear?”
And just like that, they lock her in a closet in the living room and prop a chair up against the doorknob. Alex sits outside the door that night while everyone else sleeps—or at least tries to sleep. It’s not exactly easy to get a good night’s rest in a room full of your dead friends. But if their plan works, this will be the last night they have to endure this nightmare because if no one dies, it’s clear Lucy is the killer. But if someone does die, it’s clear she’s not, which narrows the suspects down to two. Or three. Or four—depending on how much you’ve been paying attention.
And as luck would have it, when morning comes, no one else has died—much to Alex’s relief. So he opens the door to give Lucy the good news. But she never hears him. Because, as you’ve probably guessed by now, Lucy is dead.