ME: I know you're here, Skyler.
It was time to put a stop to the Roofier.
SKYLER'S VOICE: How did you know where to find me?
ME: Where else would you go?
The theater. Where I had made a fool out of Joey in Skyler's show.
ME: Why did you do it?
SKYLER'S VOICE: Ask Davis.
I went in by myself. The boys had agreed to stay outside in case Skyler tried to hurt Jeremy.
DAVIS: Ask me what?
There goes the agreement.
SKYLER'S VOICE: Don't remember me, do you?
DAVIS: Should I?
I couldn't tell where Skyler's voice was coming from in the theater. The entire place was dark. I was standing in the audience and Davis just walked in right through the double doors. Carter helped get us in the building--he's had to let himself into all the apartments he's been evicted from in the past.
ME: Davis, you're right in the light.
DAVIS: He won't shoot me. That's not his style.
ME: Davis--
DAVIS: What's he going to do? Pour a drugged drink on my head and hope I swallow some?
That was when the lights came on.
ME: Oh fuck me.
Jeremy was sitting in a chair, blindfolded and tied up, on a scaffolding two stories up on the stage. He was right on the edge, and the platform looked shaky.
Davis went running towards the stage, but Skyler called out--
SKYLER'S VOICE: I wouldn't do that.
There was a noise, and then one of the platforms fell.
ME: He has them rigged.
DAVIS: What is this about?
SKYLER'S VOICE: Let's take a walk down memory lane.
-- FLASHBACK --
SKYLER'S VOICE: Prisms circa 2006. I believe you, Jeremy, Ritchie, and Hank were all hanging out enjoying yourselves, when a young guy--new to Providence--approached you at the bar.
YOUNG SKYLER: Hi, I'm--
DAVIS: Not interested.
YOUNG SKYLER: Um, I just wanted to say hi.
RITCHIE: You said it. Now you can leave.
JEREMY: Guys, knock it off. What's your name?
SKYLER: I'm--
DAVIS: Jeremy, if you want charity, go make an AIDS quilt. I'm going downstairs to find my take-home for the night.
RITCHIE: I'll come with.
HANK: Sorry, kid. Not your night.
-- End of Flashback --
SKYLER'S VOICE: Jeremy was the only one who stayed and talked to me, but when I tried texting him the next day, he never responded.
Who knew getting rejected at Prisms could turn someone into a psycho?
DAVIS: That's it? All this because I didn't want to let you blow me?
SKYLER'S VOICE: No, Davis. All this because I don't particularly like gay people.
ME: But aren't you--
SKYLER'S VOICE: Yes, Eli. It's the type of thing that can drive a boy insane.
See what I mean?
DAVIS: Look, we just want Jeremy. Then you can run and nobody will go looking for you.
SKYLER'S VOICE: Sorry, Davis. I want to make one more lasting impact before I go.
That's when I heard the platform release. Jeremy came hurtling forward off the chair.
DAVIS: JEREMY!
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of movement. Before Jeremy could hit the ground, Ben was underneath him. It wasn't exactly a catch, but Ben did break his fall.
ME: That was way too close.
DAVIS: I'm going to find that little prick and bust his head in.
VOICE: Don't bother.
Ritchie appeared from offstage.
RITCHIE: He was in the control booth, but there's a door leading into the upstairs hallway. He's probably long gone by now.
All the CBQ's were in the building now. They had swarmed around Jeremy.
JACKSON: Are you okay?
JEREMY: Yeah, thanks to Ben.
BILLY: We should call the police.
HANK: I already did. They're on their way.
CARTER: At least this is all over.
NATHAN: Hardly. He got away.
Nobody wanted to think about that. So instead, we helped Jeremy up and made our way out of the theater.
JEREMY: Wait, before I forget--
He kissed Ben. I can't say it was the MOST shocking event of the night, but--
JEREMY: Thanks for saving my life.
BEN: Anytime.
JEREMY: Okay, now we can go.
I guess that's a 'To Be Continued...'
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