Until Dawn - Your Story

Dawn - Chapter Eleven

Dawn - Chapter Eleven

"Did someone order a little fire?"

A slight smile appears on your lips, because of your own funny thought. You are almost at the ski lodge probably like the wendigos. The bad thing is that you haven't seen one of the creatures on your way to the house. Suddenly you hear the familiar pitched shrieks. Now you are totally sure your uh... "friends" are in danger.

Carefully you come closer to the window to sneak a glance into the lodge. Concern and fear rush through your veins as you see what's going on there. Your friends are surrounded from the dangerous creatures. You need a plan to save them right now. At least you are actually on the right side of the lodge. If you distract the wendigos for awhile they have a chance to run through the front door. Unfortunately there is no time to think twice about your great "plan".

As fast as you can you grab a stone from the ground and smash it through one of the windows. Just as planned the noise catches the attention of the monsters. Their dull eyes are looking for the source of the noise so Emily and Ashley can slowly leave the lodge.

"Good, good", you whisper to yourself, while you grab another stone from the ground. More time, you have to buy your friends more time. The second stone flies through the window and smashes the glass into thousand little pieces. The wendigos look so confused and angry at the same time. They want something to tear apart, but can't find anything that moves.

The last two persons in the house are Mike and Sam and there are no windows anymore to destroy. For a brief moment you close your eyes and take a deep breath. That's the moment where you everyone show what you have learned from your father all these years.

The typical sassy smile appears on your lips as you jump into the living room through the smashed windows. The tiny pieces of glass make quietly noises under your shoes, when you land like a superhero in the middle of the wendigos. The dramatic music is missing, but the scene would be perfect.

"Did someone order a little fire?", the sarcasm should cover up the fear of death in you. Mike and Sam take their chance to move away slowly, while the creatures focus their attention at you. One of the little monsters attacks you with its sharp claws. In the last moment you take a little step back and out of its reach. "That's a really heated situation we have here", more sarcasm - more fear of death.

Matching to your words the flamethrower makes his work and fry the little wendigo that attacked you a second ago. The other creatures back up a bit scared and respectful at the same time. That's your chance to escape now. You are going to hit three birds with one stone. Maybe your plan isn't the best one, but it will work... It has to work!

As hard as you can you kick the little gas pipe next to the fireplace, then you jump over the couch. Of course the creatures follow your movements ready to attack you any second. Almost stumbling over your own two feet you get rid of your flamethrower. One of the wendigos reaches out to hurt you with its claws, but Hannah deal with the monster to protect you.

Heavily panting you reach the front door as you pull out the gun from your jacket. Without aiming you shoot the tank of the flamethrower. The bullet hits its target anyway. You don't have really time to look at the explosion, because you are running down the stairs for your dear life. Exhausted like hell you fall into the cold snow. The spirit of the wendigo flies past you just to disappear into thin air. That's the sign for your success.

Yes, you are damn proud of yourself. Slowly you get back onto your feet and look at your friends. Jessica, Mike, Emily, Matt, Ashley, Chris, Sam and Josh. You kept your promise to protect every single one of them. "Let's party like we are fucking porn stars!", you break the ice laughing. It was a hell of a night, but you survived until dawn.

"I'm so damn sorry... so sorry!", Chris replies before he gives you a tight hug. Relieved you rub his back to calm him down, "It's alright, Chris." "You are still insane, (Y/N). Running through the hell without sweating. Badass!", Mike compliments your skills smiling. Chris lets you go so Mike can give you a good old high-five. You like his idea, but you want to play by your own rules. Your fist meets his cheek not so powerful like you wanted. The last thing you need is a unconscious Mike on the ground.

He stumbles a step back and looks at you surprised. "What? You hit me with a fucking gun. That was my payback", you reply seriously, but you can't wipe the slight smile on your lips away. Before anyone can say a word a helicopter appears out of nowhere.

Relieved Emily hugs Matt, while Jessica cuddles with Mike. Chris make some silly jokes to cheer Ashley and Sam up. Josh stands all alone looking at his shoes. Sighing you make your way towards him. "I'm really sorry that I blew up the entire house and you know... Hannah", you break the silence between the two of you. Josh raises his head slowly. "She wasn't herself anymore... I guess", he doesn't want to talk about it so you just nod in agreement.

"There is probably a lot to progress, but I want you to know that you are not alone with your grief. You still have the awkward geek", you point at Chris who watches you two from the corner of his eyes. Josh gives you a shrug with his shoulders. "Maybe, but the others hate me after what I have done to them. What about you?", the questions surprises you a bit.

"I totally hate you. I just love the danger, because it sends adrenaline through my veins and makes me high", you say seriously. His shocked face is definitely the highlight of this hell of a night. "I'm just "Joshing" ya! I wouldn't have risked my sassy ass to save you if I would hate you", you can't hold back your laugh. Suddenly Josh hugs you tightly without a further word. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself", the joke was maybe a bit too much for him.

He pulls you closer to him so you can feel his fast heartbeat. To calm him down you rub circles on his back. "I should say sorry for the things I have done to you", Josh mumbles ashamed. "We all made mistakes, okay? Every single one of us", you know exactly what you are talking about. All these years you made so many mistakes so you can't even count them anymore.

"We should better go to the helicopter, right?", Josh takes a step back and offers you his hand to grab it. A sigh escapes your mouth. Yes, you could go back home, but the job from a wendigo hunter is never done. Actually it's your task to take your uncle's place and keep a watch on the mountain. You are sure the Washingtons are going to sell the mountain and the story starts over again. People get lost, then the spirit of the wendigo gets unleashed.

"(Y/N)? Are you coming?", Josh asks and gives you a slight smile. That's going to be the hardest decision of your life...

Should you stay or go?