ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #9
Date: 12/7/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... When he reached him, Freddie held the iron spike in his hands and figured out how the mechanism worked. "I'm going to get you free," he said calmly with a heavy sigh. "And when I do, we are going to walk to the inn, and you are going to tell me EVE-RYTHING that you seem so keen on not sharing." "Deal…" Singer said under his breath as he braced himself for the spike coming out and hoping he could shift in time before the trap reset. Freddie used a pocket knife to sever the fish line so no one else would befall this fate, and quickly pulled back on the bar, not even giving a warning and the older man fell forward from the trap before it snapped back into place, slightly piercing the tree. "We need to treat that wound pretty quickly," Jade said, remembering that her father had stumbled along with his injuries and could have recovered if not for Robbie, or whoever it was that was after them. "We will…" Freddie said, helping Singer up. "But not until you talk." "Fine…" Singer said, realizing it would be best if he just ripped the Band-Aid right off. "The truth is… I'm your dad. And Marissa and I used to be married." Freddie nearly fell over from shock feeling faint at this sudden revelation, and unfortunately, as the bl**d spilled from the wound, Singer actually did faint. For now, that bombshell was all Freddie was going to get from the sheriff… his dad. * * * As Spencer, Carly, Cat, and Noelle descended into the ...
... basement, they quickly became aware of a pretty awful smell. "Did an a****l die down here or something?" Cat asked, looking all around the damp and darkened room for where the scent could be coming from. "Let's hope it's an a****l," Noelle said, clenching her girlfriend's hand. The eldest Shay was practically shaking as they reached the bottom of the stairs, nervous that the horrible smell was what he was so afraid of. He started to clench tightly and shiver when he felt Carly's hand on his shoulder. "We're going to find her, Spence… don't worry." "That's what I'm so afraid of," he said, fighting back tears, as well as a growing lump in his throat. As Spencer and Carly slowed down to take a moment, Noelle and cat pressed on, covering their noses as they moved deeper into the junk filled basement. They were so focused on what was in front of them that it took a moment to realize what was beneath them. "Ugh… my foot is stuck in something," Cat said, looking down at the floor and the colour drained from the tanned girl's face in an instant as she could easily see what it was, even in weak lighting. "Ummm… Noey?" "Yeah?" Noelle spun around and looked at where Cat was pointing, and realized that both of them were standing in a pool of bl**d. "Oh my god…" The Shays rushed over to the noise and stood back as they watched Cat and Noelle move to the side, away from the crimson puddle. "Is that what I think it is?" ...