"Well Sergei, it seems we are stuck in this retched place for a while" Jon says, With a worried look on his face. "Don't worry Jon, we have enough food for a year, and enough matches to light fires for years to come" Sergei Proudly says. A tear floats into Jons eyes "when do you think we will see home again my friend" Sergei smiles, "We will be home in no time, for now we should gather some wood for the Wood stove, we can worry about these things later" Sergei lets out a seemingly real smile, but Jon knows Sergei, deep down is worried as well, he just doesn't wanna show it.
The next couple days fly by, and Sergei and Jon seem to be doing fine, but Jon has started hearing started hearing strange voices, But Jon has brushed them off, thinking that maybe it's just the wind or his mind playing tricks on him, so he pays little attention.
A couple more days go by and Sergei hasn't been minding being stuck that much, "Well we should at the least, be grateful that we have food, bed and warmth, some people don't have it so lucky friend" Sergei then walks away and sits by the fire. At this point the voices in Jons head have become a little louder and more frequent, from what at first were whispers have now become almost conversations between his head and these so called voices.
Again another couple days pass by and Jon hasn't been doing much, yet Sergei has been keeping himself quite active, going for small walks around the lighthouse and playing cards with himself. Jon has been starting to notice some of his things being misplaced, and the other day when Jon was cooking some soup, he left it on the stove for a bit and when he came back noticed it had been eaten, he confronted Sergei about it but Sergei said he had already eaten soup that day, and that he wouldn't disrespect Jon like that, but Jon knew it was him.
A week goes by and Jon had had enough of Sergei always messing with his stuff, Jon also thinks that Sergei wants to kill him, considering Sergei has been so happy about this whole getting stuck in the lighthouse thing, it's as if Sergei has been planning it all along! "Probably just wants my Silver pocket watch I brought with me" Jon whispers to himself, "well if he wants it he will have to kill me for it!"
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The Long Winter
Short Story1801, Sergei and Jon are two German immigrants in Canada, are stuck in a Lighthouse on a barren cliff in Nova Scotia and are cut off from the rest of the world until the ice Thaws. The two are settled in and ready for the long haul, with heavy coats...
