Hahaha! That’s totally what’s going to happen…
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Sweet!!! Great thread!
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You decide that getting the motor started is most vital and pressing. You give the cord one more rip and hear it thrum to life. Jamie. You must help Jamie.
You give the throttle a little twist, which pushes the boat into the killer. It loses it’s footing and falls down under the boat. Jamie falls backward into the keel of the boat with a crash. You twist the rudder and crank the throttle. The boat launches out into the ocean away from the deadly island. Once you clear the breakers you turn back to see the beach. There’s no sign of the masked villain.
Jamie is still sitting slumped. You realize that something’s wrong. You let the engine idle and step over the seat to check. Jamie’s hands are covered in blood. They’re clutched to a hole in the abdomen trying to staunch the blood. No. Not Jamie. You were so close. You have to get to the mainland.
You should get back to Captain Kerry’s boat. Try as you might, you feel responsible for getting Ida and Bernard off the beach as well. But, time may run short. Jamie needs a doctor.
What do you do?
- Head back to the North Beach. You have to help Ida and Bernard. There’s a killer on the island. What’s more, there’s a first aid kit in the life raft. You could bind up the wound there.
- Jamie is the most important matter. The killer is after you, not anyone else. Everyone else was just a casualty from being around you. There should be enough gas to get to the Marina…
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Hahaha! I love how almost everyone has no interest in returning to the North Beach!
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Ha! I just want the hero glory when I save them.
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Unfortunately you may never find out what happened to them…
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Time is running short. Jamie may end up bleeding to death if you don’t get to a doctor soon. The coastline is a distance off. You should be able to make it there and follow it to the marina. The gas is not full, but it has to be full enough for you to make it back as long as you don’t waste time.
Jetting toward the mainland you remind Jamie to keep steady pressure on the wound. Jamie looks weak and pale. There’s a sloshing pool of seawater and blood in the bottom of the boat. Jamie will not die. All your nightmares have come back suddenly to haunt you, but you swear that Jamie will live.
As you draw closer to the coast you spy a boat with a flashing blue light on top. Coast Guard. How can you signal them? You look through the boat, underneath the oars and fishing gear. You find an orange flag and hold it aloft while speeding toward rescue.
After a few minutes the Coast Guard seems to notice you and moves to intercept you. As they draw near the men aboard quickly assess the situation and jump to action. They secure Jamie to a stretcher board while another person helps you on the deck. As soon as you step aboard the ship begins moving toward the Marina and the captain radios in an emergency call. The Coast Guard members begin first aid to help stabilize Jamie’s condition while you relate what happened on the island.
Once you get to the Marina, an ambulance is waiting for you. The next while passes in a blur. The ride to the small hospital, the surgery and now sitting in Jamie’s recovery room. You’re drained emotionally and physically. Before you’re able to get rest though an officer walks into the room and asks if they can ask you a few questions.
You follow a couple policemen into a small waiting room. One places down a glass of water on a coaster for you. They begin asking you about the events on the island. You explain it to them as best you can, being emotionally distant from the story. The officers ask implicating questions and you get indignant. You’re the victim here! How dare they question if you had something to do with all of this? The audacity!
The officers state that Coast Guard is currently scouring the island to investigate the deaths, and recover the bodies. It seems that no one was left on the island alive. You really should have known, but ask anyway. The officers reply that current reports say that the North shore was swarming with sharks, feeding on the remains of Ida’s mangled body, and Bernard was found dead in the sand with multiple knife wounds.
You bury your face in your hands in shock and despair. One of the officers mentions that they will need you to stick around for further questioning. The other places his hand on your shoulder, “You got really lucky back there. Things could have turned out much worse.”
Something itches at your mind. You look up at the officer’s face and recognize those eyes. Like the eyes from the rearview mirror of a squad car… and then he’s gone. What is happening? Is this a coincidence? You’re so confused and feel the panic gripping your throat. You wrap your arms around yourself and curl up, rolling forward. Hot tears leak from your eyes. Something else. The glass of water. What you mistook for a coaster underneath it, is actually a note.
Your heart beats loudly in your chest as you pull it free and unwrap it.
Let’s play this game again someday…
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Wonderful!
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Thank you for the great story, had me in suspense the entire time. What a awesome writing talent you got there.
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Thanks! I’ll take a break, but I’m sure the Slasher will return again.
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WOW, I loved the story 
You’re a gifted writer 
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Fantastic stuff - thank you so much!
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What fun! Thanks for doing this!
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No problem! Selfishly, it was fun for me, otherwise I wouldn’t have done it.
@erntedank not sure about being gifted in writing, but I do enjoy putting together stories! Hence the username (I like to run D&D games).
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I was going to say, you wrote this like a DND story. My husband was into it and introduced me to it.
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Who’s your husband again? He’s on the forum, right?
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No I meant he introduced me to DnD.
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Ah, I see. You’ve got a cool husband then! Nerdy. But, cool. And that’s okay, I’ll totally admit that I’m a nerd.
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But a cool nerd! Nerds are the best.
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