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ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #7
Date: 11/20/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner
... young man, but he kept shaking the look off. "A high school friend of ours…" Tori started, but quickly tried to breathe as pure fear was taking over, "Sinjin Van Cleef, who wasn't invited or anything… we found his body strung up in the trees and-." "Wait… strung up how?" "He was just wrapped up and was just dangling from a vine… When Robbie cut the rope, he fell pretty fast so seeing how he was hanging was hard to really see." "So you think this Sinjin boy was involved somehow?" Singer said, narrowing his eyes at the two of them. "No…" Freddie said, giving Tori a look as if to apologize. "It's Robbie… Shapiro. He's not well, and he found the body, and he has some issues. He needs to be picked up and at least held for his own safety. Maybe for ours too." "I'll send someone into the woods tonight, but-" "Do you think this could be the Slasher?" Tori said, quickly cutting the cop off and eager to clear her friend with any possibilities. "No," Singer said stiffly, almost sneering as he spoke. "You k*ds don't know anything about all of that stuff, and you need to lose that thinking right now. We'll find your sick friend and we'll take care of him. But-" "Sheriff?" came a voice from his walkie talkie. "Yeah?" he grabbed it and responded. "If you're done, there's apparently a fire down by the docks. Figured that might take priority right now." "Shit… alright, ...
... Dawkins," Singer put the device back on his belt and locked eyes with the two young people looking as angry as humanly possible. "You two need to stop chasing after ghost stories. There's no way the Slasher is still around. First boat out of here tomorrow, I'm getting you people off my island, and I don't ever want to see or hear of you people again." Freddie couldn't help but clench his fist as he watched the cop walk away, feeling some incredibly deep anger and hatred as he watched the man walk away, and before he even realized it, Tori's hand was on his, and she led him back upstairs to check back in on Jade, where they would no doubt spend the night. * * * "You've known Spencer and the Colonel for a while, right?" Amy was sitting on a table in the isolated kitchen as Gibby started gathering all of his supplies, word of their impending exodus still heavily on his mind. "Yeah… a little," he said, unsure of what to make of what Amy had just told him about Savanna and her deal with her father in law. "But he was always really private and none of us really know what exactly he did in the military." "Exactly…" she said, taking a long swig of beer, shaking her head, and thankful that Spencer would be watching her ch*ld closely, even if she couldn't talk to him about his dad. "I can't exactly go to Spencer, or even Carly, with this stuff, and you're like the next best thing." "Besides Sam and Freddie…" Gibby said, knowing where ...