Things really went south for Desi the day his girlfriend disappeared. Being a suspect in a missing persons case meant he was at risk of suspension from school, and having the cops breathing down his neck made it really hard to keep selling the illegal substances that were paying for his tuition. Even his band mates won't talk to him anymore; they think the same as everyone else. He killed her. That's what they all whispered behind their hands in the halls when they saw him. It didn't matter that the cops hadn't arrested him and no body had even been found. That's what everyone thought of him regardless. Everyone, besides Desi's eccentric classmate, Casper. He has a different theory, but it's even crazier than the idea that Desi was a murderer. Wendigo. Desi didn't believe in ghosts or gods and he certainly didn't believe in a cannibalistic monster running a muck in his quiet little town. But if humoring these wild paranormal theories was what it took to have someone on his side, he was happy to do so. Maybe while trying to prove it, they'd stumble across enough evidence to clear Desi's name like Casper promises. Unfortunately, as even more people with connections to Desi start disappearing, things only become more damning. Even Desi himself is starting to doubt his own alibis, and with Casper's ghost stories stuck in his head, he can't help but wonder if maybe the truth lies somewhere in between. Maybe it was him. Maybe it was a Wendigo. Maybe... he was the Wendigo.