ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #7
Date: 11/20/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... he ranked on the important people list. "The psycho and the guy who, after his fiancée's dad dies, apparently spends the whole day with another woman?" Amy said, rolling her eyes. "Real solid choices." "Sam's not that-" KLUNK "What was that?!" Amy shouted as she hopped off the table and checked the main door where the sound came from alongside Gibby. To their surprise the door, the only real way in or out, was locked tight. As they stood there, trying to push through and bust the door open while crying for help, they were quickly wearing themselves out. And that's when the ticking sound started. "We need to find a way out of here now…" Gibby said, looking all around, trying to find another exit when a smell hit his nose. "What is that?" Amy asked, smelling it too, and as if they shared a psychic link, they realized that it was gas… "Fucking fuck…" Amy said, starting to completely lose it. "What about that window?" he pointed up at a narrow pane. "No way we can fit through there…" she said, quickly dismissing it. "For me, yeah… but you could definitely…" Amy's eyes widened but Gibby just gave her a look back that signalled that he knew what he was doing. "You've got a k*d and a f*mily… that beats my food joint." Amy wanted to argue but the sound seemed to be getting more intense, but that could have just been her heartbeat. Using his shoulders to help her, she managed to reach the window ...
... and open it fully. "Go!" he yelled, starting to lose his ability to hold her, as her weight slowly disappeared and she pulled herself from the window and outside to safety. "You could still fit!" Amy shouted down, knowing it wasn't true but he might be out of the way, but he just stood there and sighed. "Just tell everybody that my last words were something awesome," he said with a slight smirk, clearly accepting what was about to happen. "GIBBY!-" KABOOM The f*rce of the blast knocked Amy back momentarily, and her senses were all askew, unable to hear or see straight as she stumbled around. She clumsily raced for the door to see if it would open the other way and try and pull Gibby out, if he was still alive. She struggled against the door for a few moments before it finally opened, and flames licked all over the place, and she could see that Gibby was burned all along his face. She started screaming for help, and was relieved when she felt someone behind her. And then she felt cold water, as if someone was trying to put her out, but the water smelled strange to the young woman, and in an instant, she knew that it wasn't water. It was gasoline. She tried to run, but whoever this was kicked her hard behind her knees before pushing her forward, and Amy knew for the second she had left, that the end was inevitable. She felt the searing heat, unlike anything she'd ever felt, and she couldn't do anything but scream and roll around. As the crackling ...