ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 6/1/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Taboo
Author: FrankSinner
... with you before I met her. I always just shrugged them off as teenage impulses, and I never shared them. I let my dreams relieve those feelings. But my mom. When she told me everything I had answers. Reasons, even. I knew who I was and who I was supposed to be." She finished her sandwich and took his plate to the kitchen, talking nonchalantly as she moved, unaware that Freddie was gripping his shiv again. "I mean... all those killings the last couple years around Seattle that were rumoured to be the Slasher? I reported on a few of those, and I knew they were actually half right. Mom did most of them, but there were a few that I did myself. That's the thing movies never tell you- killing takes work. Takes practice. Takes a certain type of person. That's why you couldn't kill the big bad Slasher anytime you had the chance. You aren't a killer." "Oh my god, Carly..." Freddie said, getting frustrated with this whole routine when it was clear she'd been brainwashed. "Don't you see that she messed with your mind? You're becoming just like her. You are the same as her now." "No!" Carly shouted back, showing how easily she could move through emotions. "I am nothing like her. She wanted to kill you and I saved you from her in case you forgot. Mom thought you had to kill the ones you loved to feel complete. I knew there was a different way. A better way." Freddie suddenly was sent back to the church, his last memory. Carly was standing in ...
... front of him while the woman had a knife to his back, and they were talking but for some reason he couldn't hear or remember the words, and Carly just fired, and he remembered wincing, but there was no pain. And the last thing he remembered was Carly hitting him with the butt of the gun. "You didn't kill me..." he muttered, still trying to understand. "Well, of course not, silly," she said, coming closer to him still smiling sweetly. "You can't just go around killing the people you love. That's insane. That's where mom and I differed. She chose death and destruction. I chose life. A life with you. No one else. No lying parents, no jealous friends, no Jade, and no-" "NO!" Freddie screamed, knocking a table over. He didn't know exactly came over him, but the moment she said Jade's name, nothing else mattered, and he completely lost control. He ran as hard as he could and kicked the reinf*rced glass of the doors and by the second kick, it shattered and he was able to make his way out. It was then that he realized that he wasn't even on the island anymore. It was a very small island, almost half a mile from the shores of Schneider's, and really not much larger than the land the house was on. Knowing that Carly would probably be right behind him, he raced around the house, searching for anywhere to hide from her and collect his thoughts. But the more he moved, the worse he began to feel. Finally, he reached a door to a garage and slipped in there to ...