ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 6/1/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Taboo
Author: FrankSinner
... to lose her interest after nearly a minute of standing over the former Goth, which made Jade simultaneously scared, and relieved. She just needed to take this fall slow enough that she could get down without much relative pain, like when she fell with Spencer. This time, though, she was rescued as a strong hand, one that she'd held more than a few times, shot out to pull her back onto the ledge. Freddie was deadly serious but there was a glimmer in his eye at the moment they were sharing. He always loved adventure and playing the hero so now that he had his chance to truly do it, he was clearly pleased with himself. "Thanks," Jade muttered, her eyes locked on Freddie. Who was now dressed somehow with pants and a shirt, and what looked like Carly's pistol in his pants. "Did you really get dressed rather than come save me?" "I thought it was important... and as for the saving, you never have to thank me," he said, eyes darting around for Carly. He saw her run away and considered chasing her, but Jade was his priority. The couple looked around for a few moments, keeping their backs to the cliff just in case. Carefully they began to walk towards some trees hoping to find a boat or something to get away, praying Carly hadn't gotten to one first. As they slipped by the tree however, they didn't notice that there was an extra shadow behind it. Before either of them could even process that Carly was now behind them, the dark haired young woman struck ...
... with the screwdriver, sending it right into Jade's thigh. "When you learn to kill people quick and effectively, you learn things about anatomy," Carly said, gritting her teeth with every other step she took as her small shoe was practically crimson at this point. "That's your femoral artery. You're already dead. The moment that thing comes out, the clock starts. You'll bleed out in minutes." "Grrraahhhhh" Jade screamed, wanting to pull the thing out, but knowing it could kill her kept her and Freddie frozen. She could barely move now. Crawling to a nearby tree, she settled, staring at Freddie who now had a gun pointed at Carly. "Carly..." Freddie said, a deep pain in his voice as he stared at the woman who had been an incredible friend for 20 years... and in 20 days, had ruined his life. "Please stop this... you need help." "I'm done," she said sweetly. "Jade was the last one, and all she has to do is die and it will all be over. No more murder or horror or pain. Just joy and peace for us." "You're still sick!" he shouted, the gun shaking in his hand. "And you're still not a killer, Freddie," she said matter-of-factly, moving into position so that the three of them could form a triangle. "Everything I did, I did for you. For us. And-" "Why don't you get this?!" Freddie was practically crying. "There is no us. There never really was an ‘us’... there never will be an ‘us’." "Of ...