Taking the elevator to the lobby, I looked through Vivica and Maggie’s channels on my phone. Vivica’s alibi holds up since she was livestreaming Nightmare Chasers during the murder.

Maybe I should watch some more streams; I might improve my build.

The elevator chimed, and the doors slid open. At the front desk were Bethany and Raj. They were behind the computer desk; Raj was sitting in the computer chair typing something on the computer. While Bethany stood leaning over him, staring at the screen.

“I’m just not good with computers, Raj, that’s why I’m so lucky to have you!” Bethany said, moving the hair in front of her face behind her ear.

“I may not be tech support, but even I can handle a basic software update. All thanks to YouTube University.” Raj said, clicking the mouse and then sitting back in his chair.

“Yeah, but the people in those videos go way too fast. It would take me so much longer to figure out all of that.” Bethany looked over at me as I approached the desk. She fixed her hair and stood straight up. “Hey there, Tom! The detective called and mentioned that they are on their way. The storm has died down considerably.” Bethany said, waving at me.

Fuck, I need to move fast to solve this case.

“Oh, that’s great news to hear, hopefully they can resolve this quickly.” I said, now standing in front of the desk. “I’m just curious, what were you two doing while Maggie was, you know…”

“I was fast asleep, and I heard the screams. I’m not all that great in a fight since I lost my leg in a construction accident. Once the screams died down, I came out to see that horrific scene.” Raj said, standing up. “I’m going to get started working on my duties. The thought of that girl’s screams is going to haunt me forever.” As he walked away, his leg squeaked all the way to the elevator.

"I was sleeping here at the front counter, and I was having a terrible nightmare." Bethany said. "It was awful. I was stuck alone on a roller coaster going so fast it flew off the tracks and crumpled like a can on the ground below. Waking up screaming, there was another scream echoing from somewhere else. That's when Drake came by, and we went to the scene of the crime."

“You probably shouldn’t admit to our guest that you sleep on the job.” I said.

“Yeah, you’re probably right. Drake tells me all the time I shouldn’t reveal so much to guests.” Bethany looked to the floor and then moved her hair behind her ear. “Where were you during the whole thing?”

“I was just about to fall asleep, but then I heard the screams, and I ran down as fast as I could. But I have one more question before I get going. Do you know where I can find Drake? I just need to ask him a quick question.”

“He’s watching the camera footage in the back; But I’m sure I can help you with anything you need.” Bethany said returning my gaze with a radiant smile that dimpled her cheeks and crinkled the corners of her bright eyes, staring at meso intensely it felt like she was looking through my soul.

"Could you let me into the security room? I want to take a look at the camera and figure out if I can fix it," I asked.

“I don’t think I can bring you in though, he’s real strict about guests not going back there.” Bethany said. She looked away and then met my gaze again, smiling at me. “But I could get you in there on one condition.”

“If it gets me back there, sure, what do you want?”

“I want you to take me on a date.” Bethany said, biting her lip and looking at me more intimately.

My face immediately turned red. “Uhhh, I actually have a girlfriend, but I may know someone who is going to be single soon.” I said, pulling my phone out and showing her a picture of Karlo. “If you let me in back there, I can put in a good word for you.”

“Oh my gosh, he’s so hot!” Bethany said, drooling. Snapping out of her gaze, she wiped the spit off her mouth. “Okay, follow me.” Bethany waved for me to follow her.

Walking around the front counter, I followed her into the back room. Drake slumped before his dual monitors, running his fingers through his disheveled hair as scattered papers cluttered his desk like fallen leaves. Hearing our footsteps, he jerked his head over to us, his fatigued eyes darting between us as we entered the room. “Dammit, Bethany, I’ve told you repeatedly not to bring guests back here.” Drake said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Whatever I know, it wasn’t you, Tom. I saw the footage of you on your floor.”

“Does that mean you found the murderer?” I said, standing behind him and looking at the computer screen.

“Unfortunately no,” Drake said, turning the monitor towards me and Bethany. “As you can see, the camera is broken, so there is no video and we can only hear the audio.”

While we were watching the video, we heard a door open. There was a pleasant voice; I assume that was Maggie. Her pleasant voice quickly turned into screams of bloody murder, turning into the same scene we all heard before. But something caught my attention. At first, I thought it was the recording, but after the screams, I was confident that was no ordinary scream. “Hey, can you play that one more time? I think I heard something. This time, go a little earlier. I want to hear more of the clip before she says hi,” I said, getting closer to the screen. Drake rewound the video and then pressed play one more time.

The second time around, I recognised that sound, and I know who killed Maggie.