The full moon rises over Riverdale, lighting the town with an eerie green glow. Strange creatures move in the night. If Joss can’t raise his popularity with the housemates, he’ll soon be out there amongst the ghosts and ghouls…
Day Five, Popularity Contest: Bree vs Joss
It’s been 36 hours since Bree and Joss last slept. Between the party last night and the music that hasn’t stopped, all they can do is sit at the dining table, sipping coffee in a near catatonic state.
Latrice, this week’s Head of House, slept like a baby. Ghouls don’t trouble her as she walks through the bright daylight to retrieve the morning’s paper. Her wish today: to check the weather. A simple task and one that leaves her plenty of time to buy an ice cream from the truck stopped outside.

As Latrice laps drips from her bunny popsicle, Joss topples from his seat. Almost too exhausted to move, he crawls to the bedroom, followed by a barely upright Bree.

A sinister illness is spreading through the house. Funtin and Caesar are already feeling the clammy grips of Autumn Fever – or is that rank mist drifting from the buffet table making people ill? Whatever the cause, it’s a fine day to stay inside. The full moon is rising, and there are many weird beings wandering the streets. One such being is Rainer Kowling, a grey-skinned ghoul who claws at the kitchen window. Not even Big Brother can protect the housemates from the undead.
Myra pauses by the window, face lit in sickly green. “I, heh, always wanted to meet a zombie.”
She presses her face to the glass. Rainer’s teeth work at the window, the flesh so tantalisingly close. Myra giggles. Somewhere deep in the house, she hears Kenyatta moan. He too is feeling the pressing hand of the mysterious illness sweeping through the housemates.
As the night wears on, the housemates coalesce in the bathroom. Margo roams restlessly, glancing repeatedly at the windows. She snaps and shouts at Myra to stop pretending to be a dog. Myra bites back, yapping madly. Margo dashes out of the toilet stall before things get any more serious. Myra roams the toilets, finding Kenyatta hiding from vampires in the next stall.

“I’ll keep you safe,” growls Myra.
Kenyatta leans in close. “Are you, maybe … a werewolf?”
“No,” says Myra. “But I bite.”
No mortal being could break into the Big Brother compound. The undead have no such qualms. A fierce munching from the garden alerts Ein 2, who spies a couple of zombies chowing down on the budding vegetables.

Ein 2 snaps down the lock on the door. She wanders into the kitchen to alert one of her humans, only to find Joss moping. Joss hasn’t stopped sulking since he was put up for eviction. Listless, he rubs his hand over Ein 2’s coat. He coaxes her to sit beside him as behind him, Bree scrapes the charcoal remains of Funtin’s dinner into the bin.
Bree glances at the sky brightening through the kitchen window. The new dawn brings the final day of the popularity contest. She hasn’t seen Joss fighting much lately, but Bree herself has been too busy to even speak to the other housemates.
She clenches a fist. Staring resolutely into the dawn, though our cameras can’t quite catch the words passing from her lips.
Join us tomorrow for the final day – and the first eviction – of the Sims Big Brother Challenge!
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