Chapter 5
Once they got to the island, Gideon jumped out and pulled the boat to
shore. The island wasn't exactly big but it certainly was beautiful. There
were palm trees all over the island and also a couple of coves. One cove had
a cliff that dropped straight down about fifty feet until it met the water.
The water was about forty feet deep and was crystal clear.
Gideon helped Rachel out of the boat and carried her to the beach.
"My hero," Rachel joked.
"Thanks again, Tony. I don't know what we would have done if you
weren't there," Gideon said shaking Dubois' hand.
"Don't worry about it," Dubois said, "It was the least I could do for
the man that sent me to prison for murder."
Dubois then pulled out a pistol and pointed it right at Gideon's
chest.
"What in the world is going on here?" Rachel asked nervously.
"Do you remember the man dubbed Michael 'Myers' that killed that
family five years ago?" Gideon asked Rachel.
"Yeah, you caught him... didn't you?"
"I thought I had, but I guess he escaped."
"You mean that's him?"
"Enough with the chit chat," Dubois commanded, "start building us a
shelter. A rescue crew won't be another two days."
Later that night, after Gideon had built the shelter, Dubois started a
fire with the matches from the survival kit and cooked the little food that
was in it. He gave little bits to Gideon and Rachel and ate the rest for
himself.
"I'm curious, Dubois," Gideon said, "why are you keeping us around,
why don't you just kill us now?"
" 'Cause if I kill you now then I will have to go through the next
twenty-four hours alone and in complete silence. Don't worry though, I plan
on killing you tomorrow."
"I can't wait," Rachel said sarcastically.
Once they got to the island, Gideon jumped out and pulled the boat to
shore. The island wasn't exactly big but it certainly was beautiful. There
were palm trees all over the island and also a couple of coves. One cove had
a cliff that dropped straight down about fifty feet until it met the water.
The water was about forty feet deep and was crystal clear.
Gideon helped Rachel out of the boat and carried her to the beach.
"My hero," Rachel joked.
"Thanks again, Tony. I don't know what we would have done if you
weren't there," Gideon said shaking Dubois' hand.
"Don't worry about it," Dubois said, "It was the least I could do for
the man that sent me to prison for murder."
Dubois then pulled out a pistol and pointed it right at Gideon's
chest.
"What in the world is going on here?" Rachel asked nervously.
"Do you remember the man dubbed Michael 'Myers' that killed that
family five years ago?" Gideon asked Rachel.
"Yeah, you caught him... didn't you?"
"I thought I had, but I guess he escaped."
"You mean that's him?"
"Enough with the chit chat," Dubois commanded, "start building us a
shelter. A rescue crew won't be another two days."
Later that night, after Gideon had built the shelter, Dubois started a
fire with the matches from the survival kit and cooked the little food that
was in it. He gave little bits to Gideon and Rachel and ate the rest for
himself.
"I'm curious, Dubois," Gideon said, "why are you keeping us around,
why don't you just kill us now?"
" 'Cause if I kill you now then I will have to go through the next
twenty-four hours alone and in complete silence. Don't worry though, I plan
on killing you tomorrow."
"I can't wait," Rachel said sarcastically.
