A Murder Mystery Game Night

On Madawood Lane, in the seaside town of Ruby’s Trove, that man is Alan Puckett.

If he hadn’t been such an outright prick, maybe he would have lived to see his next birthday. But Alan Puckett had spent the past decade making the lives of everyone on Madawood Lane, in the town of Ruby’s Trove, hell.

The thing that everyone thought but never said was that the neighborhood would be a much better place when he finally kicked the bucket. So when Alan Puckett was actually murdered, the list of suspects seemed never-ending. Some had the opportunity, some had the means, but every single one of them had the motive.

Yes, no one spoke it aloud, but every single resident of Madawood Lane was thinking it – which is why, when Alan keeled over in his driveway this morning, those who saw it happen reached for their phones to call for help and paused, ever so briefly, to reconsider.

Perhaps I will use the washroom first, thought one, as she put her phone down but, instead of using the small bathroom right behind her, she climbed the stairs to make use of the one on the far side of the house instead. Another reached for his phone and was about to dial, but then remembered a very important text he forgot to respond to the evening prior.

After hearing the news of Alan’s death, many of Ruby’s Trove’s residents head to the beach to process Alan Puckett’s death together, as a community. Children ran and played, dogs barked, fireworks were set off and everyone cheered, someone brought a guitar and music was played as loud as the residents liked as they danced with one another. But then, the police arrived, and everyone was escorted to The Wired Lobster Cafe, the local coffee shop for questioning – Alan Puckett’s death was murder!