Chapter 1: Wendigo

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Wendigo-Ava

I wake to a thump. Startled, I jump up and my curly blonde hair falls into my face. I look around to realize I am in the car. Farren must have hit a pot hole. Again. I drive a 1973 Dodge Challenger, and man, do I love this car.

"Damn it Farren!" I smirk " I let you drive so I could get some rest, not so you could crash my car"

"Sorry" she smiles apologetically "Anyways, Alana called and we have a case"

"Where?" I ask sitting up.

"Black Water Ridge, Lost Creek, Colorado"

"Where the hell is that?"

"In the middle of no where it seems."

"What do ya got so far?"

"Black Water Ridge is a dangerous camp site. It doesn't get much a lot of traffic. Local campers, mostly. This past April, two hikers went missing. They were never found."

"Any before that?"

"Yeah, in '82, '59, and '36."

"Great" I reply sarcastically.

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"Black water ridge is pretty remote" Farren says walking around the park ranger station.

"Look how huge this friggin' bear is" I say pointing at a bear on the wall.

"There are over a dozen grizzles in the area"

"You girls aren't planning to go out to Black Water Ridge were ya?" The ranger asks from behind us.

"No sir, it's for a paper we are writing for school." Farren saves us.

"Are you some of Haley's friends?"

"Guilty" I say jumping at the opportunity.

"Well I will tell you exactly what I told her. Her brother filled out a back country permit saying he will not be back until the twenty-fourth." he pauses "Tell that poor girl to quit worrying"

"We will" Farren reassures him.

We start to walk out when I spin around and ask for a copy of the permit.

As we drive away we pass a '67 black Impala.

"Nice car" I observe.

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We pull up to Haley's house. As we are walking up to the house I spot the Impala from earlier.

"Look" I say pointing at the car.

"Look at what?" Farren asks confused.

"That's the same car that was at the ranger station."

"So?"

"SO, they are tryin' to steal out case!" I say as I walk towards the car.

"Ava!" Farren says pushing her light brown hair out of her face. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure"

I lean against the car and watch the house. The house looks pretty normal. Mowed lawn, cars out front, nothing suspicious. Then I see them come out. Two guys. One is tall with long brown hair, the other short with short spiked hair. The short one starts running towards us.

"What the hell!?!" He yells.

"I was gonna ask you the same question." I say crossing me arms.

"You're gonna get the hell out off my car"

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