ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 2/10/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... silence, the former web star touched his shoulder softly. "You did the right thing," she said quietly, but he shrugged her hand off. "Then why don't I feel it?" he said, refusing to look her in the eyes. "My father told me to kill… her… on sight, and I can't even look her in the eyes. I can't just kill her." "It's not a bad thing that you aren't a killer, Freddie," Carly said, trying to rub his shoulder once more, but not having much luck. "It makes you a better man." "A weak man is more like it…" he muttered. "This is the woman who killed my mom, my dad, your dad… well, both your parents I guess, Jade's parents, all our friends… and now that goes unanswered because I can't pull a trigger?" "It's not going unanswered," Carly said, looking back and seeing Sam and Andre getting the woman to her feet. "That woman is going to face jus-tice… the right way… because you are strong enough not to kill her. Don't beat yourself up over this." * * * A few feet away, another conversation had been going, well within the earshot of the killer. "Can someone please tell me how this bitch is still alive?" Andre looked over at Sam with an incredulous look. "No idea…" "Kills a bunch of people 20 something years ago, and then nothing…" Sam sneered, being needlessly rough as she tied the woman," then shows back up to kill all of us. How does that make any goddamn sense?" "I'm more ...
... worried about how she survived off the radar for so long." "Not me," she said, spitting in the woman's hair. "I'm more worried that Pussy Benson over there is going to get us all killed." "Let's just get her to the station and locked up… I can certainly rest easier." Sam looked over and Carly touching Freddie's shoulders and groaned, before hearing noises from the killer. The blonde quickly kicked her nonchalantly as she and Andre helped her to her feet since her hands and feet were bound tight. Carly and Freddie quickly frisked the woman for any other weapons or blades, but besides a few small blades, which they tossed on the ground, she was clean. "Let's go," Freddie said, not looking Sam in the eyes, showing clear embarrassment for not going with her idea. It was nearly a mile back to the station, but with the four of them having to drag the woman, it took way longer than it should have. They took turns, holding her by the arms, swapping out every so often, but it didn't take knowing what the killer was thinking to see that when Sam's turn came to carry, it was even more painful. Finding keys to the cells took even less time than Freddie thought, as they were right inside of the sheriff's desk. Even after the woman was shoved into one of the cells, Sam and Andre took a few extra moments to check all the cars and the doors for any chance of escape. As they did this however, the woman managed to slither over to a nearby bench and take a seat, ...