I was alone in the cabin with a pale figure standing in the doorway. She was so thin she almost vanished and her jaw hung lower than any human I'd ever seen. Small pointy teeth almost glowed in the dark pit of her throat.
She spoke without moving her mouth and she spoke in Kalvin's voice, "honey, I'm home."
"Jennifer, sweetie, we have to go now. Winter is coming."
When I didn't respond, it shut the door and moved towards me like a drunken zombie. I broke one of Kalvin's canes over its head, but it scampered across the floor on all four limbs. It fled to the other side of the table, but crawled up over it and jumped at me.
The last thing I remember was the open mouth of fangs inches from my face. Now I am tied to a stump in the woods. There's a fire in a semicircle of us. Us includes me and two corpses. One of them is missing a leg and the cooking pot is the one Reagan and Travis made for Kalvin. Oh God, I hope Kalvin is not beside me right now.
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It's time to face the facts
My mind is slipping
Dripping
Running like wax
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Wendigo Island (ONC2024)
HorrorYour greatest fear is monsters in the dark. The last thing you expect is to become the monster in the dark. This story is not about heroes. This story is about ripping away any pretense you have about what it means to be human. At the end of the day...
