Wendigo's Lament |book 1| ✔️

Chapter 3

The first night in lock up I thought I was going mad!   I started having dreams and vivid memories of my beloved Trudy.  As the village that I was born in was about disown me I was having erotica dreams that were all too real.  The most intense one when was of a memory when we for meet! That she was looking at me with the big beautiful eyes, bittting her lip as she tried to be professional about everything!   Then she called me to her chambers and  we made love.  That was the first dream that I was hoping was real but when I woke up in the police station I was depressed to see that it was not real!

I can still remember her shrill but upbeat voice as if she were in the same room as me!  When I decided to try and fight this, dream and the memory of her was starting to fade from my sight.  So many times that morning I had lost my religion (temper) just like the R.E.M. song!

That's me in a corner
Loooosssing my religion!

It was my favorite band back in the day but I was in need off there music at this time.  I literally can feel the strength leave my will power as I was sad and angry!    When I  was questioned the detective first put me on a lie detector, which was not used in Canada, by the way!  But none the less I failed,    That was when I was more less called the wendigo.   Something I did not believe in!    Nor was I raised to believe in!    This cryptid was tormenting me from the fiction that it came from!     I down cast and dower.  Astra would never know the world and my love is gone for ever!    No reason I failed the polygraph.....I was stressed.   Then they started calling me the wendigo killer!

The wendigo killer, I was a serial killer now!  It hurts to even thing about.   I was then tied to all the disappearances and killing in and around my village!   I was lost with everything.   I know that Canada did not have the death penalty but it was as if it might as well have!   I was dead inside!   I lost everything to a fictional monster!   Why couldn't it be a cat that did this?  When I was going back to my cell await trial I was stunned that the did not give me any reading material to pass the time!   How I would have loved a book!

That night the second night!   I was confronted with the very beast cryptid that look my loves life!  As I was going to  to scream, the monster came up and spilling blood out of its mouth said, "you can prove nothing human!"      I was saw this freakishly skinny thing I was scared that I was next.....but also I hoped that it would be next on it's menu!   How the worst was for the best suited for me!   I was  destrot and I wanted the monster to end it for me!     That was the most terrifying and horrifying thing that I had ever dreamed up.  Was my brain able to concoct such an entity!  

Yes

I was horrified I the rabbit hole I was going through!   I was a walk-in up by the police officer yelling at me to wake up and tell me were the bodies were!

When I told him that I did not even not were Trudy was at the time that he would ask me such a deed!   When I went to fake f"find the bodies " I came up with no one!  As if that was evidence of my innocence they still did not believe me!  That was when they found the body of another woman in the same manner as Trudy!

I told the to look for Evidence about me killing her!  I screamed it!  

When we got back to the station I was to give a DNA sample and then was sent to rot!   But then then they wanted to "talk" to me!   They said that I did it!  "It was in the DNA."  I was going to go to trial!

As I was going to loss it trying to fake the madness that was all too real!  I couldn't believe in reality!    I was shocked and shell shocked!   With everything.    As I was going to act out like a kid not getting their way I was told that insanity was off the table!    Was this even fair...........