TDI: Torture Cruise
Chapter Eight: Bridgette & Geoff
"Well, well, well...Heather wins invincibility yet again! The girl's got more lives than 10 cats!" said the deadly master of the torture room the remaining 'Beautifuls' were trapped in. "But enough about her. Moving on...Bridgette is next."
"Haven't you done enough? Let us go!!" Gwen begged.
"All in due time."
Gwen, Heather, Tyler, Justin, Geoff and Bridgette wandered around the room cut off from the rest of the ship. The dead bodies of Courtney and Katie lay where they fell, while Lindsay's corpse remained on the floor. The ex-campers were in shock, although a few, like Heather, scanned the area for any possible escape routes.
"Bridgette....It's time to play my game."
"I, I know what you want!" the not so perky blonde cried. "I'll tell him myself! I don't need you dropping your horrible hints!"
"How accommodating! Just like when you joined the tour and..."
"Shut the hell up, you bastard!" an angry Bridgette railed. "I said I'd tell him!!"
"Bridge, what?" a clueless Geoff asked.
"Remember when we broke up?"
"Yeah, of course! Your parents didn't approve of me, and told you not to see me anymore."
"That...wasn't true. And remember when I was on the pro surfer tour?"
"Sure I do! I was so proud of you!"
"I told you I didn't have a boyfriend on the tour. That...wasn't exactly the truth, either."
"Bridgette, if you went out with other guys, I don't care!"
"You don't understand!" Bridgette struggled to tell Geoff what really happened. "I didn't have a boyfriend on the tour, that was true...because I had boyfriends, plural! More than one!"
"But...I don't see what that..."
"Tell him, Bridgette!"
"Shut up! I am!...Geoff...You have to understand...Being on the pro tour has always been a dream of mine! So when the tour organizers said I'd have to meet with the tour sponsors before I could be approved for the tour, I went along with it...And when they wanted...more, I...I did what I had to do."
"Bridgette!" Geoff rushed to embrace his girlfriend, but she pushed him back.
"Don't. Please. I have to say this...After I...did what I did, I broke it off between us and blamed it on my parents. I couldn't face you anymore! I tried to forget you by having affairs with other guys on the tour, but it never worked out. Then, when we finally got back together, I couldn't tell you what happened, because of how you'd react. How you would feel if you found out your girlfriend was little more than a whore!"
All of the other campers were shocked, but none more than Geoff!
"Bridge...Don't say that! You can't mean that! Not you!"
"But then I thought...If you really love me, none of that would matter. So tell me, Geoff...Do you love me?"
Heather, Gwen, Justin and Tyler stared at the hard-partying, put on the spot cowboy. He stumbled and stammered over his response. The drama between the couple had them transfixed!
"Bridge...You knew I care for you more than words can say...But, but you have to give me time to take all this in!"
"That's what I thought." the lanky blonde coolly replied.
He hates me! Bridgette told herself. Then she walked over to the edge of the hole in the floor.
"My head is swimming like a bronc just kicked it in! But I'm sure we can work through this." Geoff sensitively added.
"Don't worry about it, Geoff. I understand."
Bridgette then extended her arms, and thought Circle of life, circle of life...
"Uh, Bridgette? What are you doing?"
Then the surfer girl jumped.
Right into the shark tank.
And allowed herself to be devoured by the still-hungry man-eaters, who were hardly satisfied with the slight Lindsay!
"Bridgette!!!" the horrified cowboy screamed.
While the others debated how they would recover the body, Geoff rambled around the torture room in a daze.
Suddenly, a drawer opened by itself and Geoff saw what he needed.
He took the gun in his hand, placed it to the side of his head...
"I'm sorry, Bridge! I should have said I loved you!"
...And pulled the trigger!
Bang!
"What the hell??! Where did he get a gun???" Gwen shouted as she rushed over to Geoff's dead body.
"Geoff and Bridgette...So Romeo and Juliet...right to the very end!" the Voice cackled. "And Bridgette's demise was even organic! That's living the green life! Except…Whoops!…She's not alive any more!"
"You miserable bastard! You'll pay for this!" Gwen vowed.
Heather picked up the gun and examined it. "Huh. No more bullets. Too bad. It could have been useful."
Meanwhile, the other survivors made their way to the exit in the compartment that was quickly filling with water.
And they made a shocking discovery.
There was blood in the water!
They all wondered if the blood came from Owen, Noah, or Beth, the dead campers they already knew about...
...Or from someone else.
Suddenly, a thrashing in the water!
DJ reached down, and plucked from the murky seawater a shark!
A small, 3 foot hammerhead, but still...
"Hey, look at this!" the animal lover showed the others. "Isn't he cute?"
Trent, Sadie, Cody, Harold, LeShawna, Duncan and Ezekiel stared at the shark.
And not just because its teeth were red with blood, with pieces of human skin caught on the sharp points.
No, it was because locks of red hair covered the hammerhead's prominent snout!
They gasped! Could Izzy be dead, too?
And then they couldn't gasp at all!
"What??" DJ asked. "It's just a little shark!"
"No no!" Cody pointed. "Look!"
A half dozen similar sharks surrounded DJ.
Then they jumped onto his large frame, digging their deadly teeth deep into DJ's flesh!
"Run! I'll hold them off!" DJ heroically exclaimed.
Trent, Sadie, Cody and Zeke were already through the exit hatch when it slammed shut in Harold and LeShawna's faces!
"Hey!" Harold pounded on the hatch. "Let us in!"
"I can't believe you guys are scared of some little itty bitty sharks!" Duncan smirked.
"Uh...uh..." Harold uttered, and pointed behind Duncan.
"What?" the violent criminal responded. "Oh. It's behind me, isn't it?"
Duncan turned around in the chest-high water, and there, looking at him like he was breakfast, lunch and dinner combined, was the biggest Great White Shark anyone had ever seen!
A 20 foot monster!
(All it was missing was a bib, knife and fork!)
"You want to tussle with me, pal? Come on! I haven't had a good fight since Juvie!" Duncan dared as he brandished his switchblade knife in the Great White's face.
The ensuing battle couldn't have been more one-sided, with bloody pieces and guts of Duncan flying this way and that!
Then the hatch opened.
"What the hell, man?!" Harold bitched. "Why'd you leave us here? I mean, gosh!"
"The hatch was stuck!" Trent replied "Come on!" he held out his hand and directed Harold and LeShawna to follow him up and through the hatch.
"But what about..." Harold motioned in the direction of Duncan and DJ's battles with the sharks.
"It's too late for them!" Trent coldly answered. "Now let's go!"
The bodies are really piling up now!
Next:
Amidst the carnage, the survivors of the Torture Game fight amongst themselves!
Then, in a big twist, the killer is revealed!
And then...it gets real shocking!
Plus: Will the others survive to see who wins the game?
It all ends in a major bloodbath you have to read to believe!
Scorecard
Owen - Dead
Noah - Dead
Izzy - M.I.A. (Missing in Action/Presumed Dead)
Beth - Dead
Eva - Dead
Katie - Dead
Courtney - Dead
Lindsay - Dead
Bridgette - Dead
Geoff - Dead
Duncan - Dead
DJ - Presumed Dead
Gwen - Game Player
Heather - Game Player
Tyler - Game Player
Justin - Game Player
LeShawna - Trapped
Harold - Trapped
Cody - Trapped
Sadie - Trapped
Trent - Trapped
Ezekiel - Trapped
Chris - Presumed Dead
Chef - Presumed Dead