ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 1/22/2017,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... heading to the right at the 3-way fork. It was much more narrow than the main trail all five of them had followed, but still not too cramped that the lanky man had to crouch. The silence gave way to a thought that escaped his lips before he really even had time to process. "You think we're cursed?" "What?" Freddie said, stopping. "What do you mean?" "Well…" Spencer said, trying to gather his thoughts fully before going on. "I mean just that. I lost my mom really early in my life… Carly lucked out because she doesn't remember her, but I do. And you know me… I put on that face and that carefree air, because I think that's what Carly needed when dad got strict. But now… I lost Amy, my dad too, and now… Well, I don't know about Savanna and I haven't lost hope yet… but I still think someone out there… or up there… hates me. You haven't had it much easier, losing your mom like that, and you never knew your dad, and it was your wedding that…" Unable to see Freddie's face until the light hit it just right, Spencer had no idea what he had said until the words were already out. "Ohmygod… I don't mean it like that," Spencer said, backtracking to make up for the word vomit. "I just meant-" "I know who my father is. We officially met yesterday." The two stood in silence for a moment, Spencer stunned into silence at who Freddie could be talking about. "Singer… the sheriff," he said coldly. "When my mom died… she ...
... was trying to help him off that leg trap Jade and I saved him from. He tried to warn her, but you know… or knew, I guess… my mom. She never listened." "Freddie, I'm-" "It was instant, or at least that what he said…" Freddie said with a sigh, fighting tears. "I think it was the bl**d loss or maybe he just decided now was the time to come clean… but he told me. He's my dad." "Jeez, k*d… that's really… heavy," Spencer said, tripping over his words, unsure of what to say in this moment. "So is that why you have kinda been paranoid about him? Not want to lose the only parent left?" "I guess," Freddie said, pointing his light up ahead and walking onward. "I also think he knows more about all this than he's letting on. He was here when the first massacre happened so I hope to get the answers I need once he wakes up and stuff." "Not to ruin any ideas you might have about Singer but my dad hated him, for sure. He would never tell me why." "Well, that doesn't raise any red flags at all…" Freddie said, rolling his eyes even though the gesture couldn't be seen. "Just another fucking question to add to the damned hundreds of others." "Just thought you should know…" Spencer said, unsure of how to say the next part. "You know… in case something happens. To me. Dad was always a good judge of character and if he said Singer is a bad dude, than I'm sure there's a reason behind-" "Back up…" ...