It was night.
James and Roger where still looking for a way out. -Everyone must be worried sick, I bet there are more cops surrounding the area looking for us, oh the poor souls-. Said James frantically, Roger just tried,to ignore him.
Both of them started feeling sleepy, it was late at night, but they couldn't sleep, otherwise they would run the risk of getting eaten by a Wendigo. So they searched for a safe place to rest, even if it may seem impossible.
3 hours past.
They set up camp in a house that was long since abandoned house. Roger was slapping himself every time he got sleepy, he looked over to James and saw him asleep on the floor. Roger sighed, he was stuck in a forest whit giant monsters, and a pond some spoiled brat stuck in a man's body, all seemed lost for him, and things got worse, a Wendigo poked its head threw the window, its skull head was covered in blood, it's teeth had pieces of human meat stuck on them, every time it breathed the smell of blood covered its breath, the beast was also accompanied by the smell of decaying flesh. Roger was still, slowly reaching for his gun, the Wendigo looked over to Roger, it stared at him with its sunken eyes. Roger couldn't move over the fear of seeing one of the creatures that killed his men, right in front of him, not doing anything.
The Wendigo took his head out from the window, an it sounded like it left, Roger took a big breath and sighed in relief,until he heard a loud roar.
The Wendigo smashed through the roof and chomped down on Roger, lifting him up with its powerful jaw. The screams of agony that came out of Rogers mouth woke up James.
James looked up and saw Roger screaming for help as he desperately punched the Wendigo's head, only managing to anger the beast, making it tighten its grip on Roger, James saw the gun on the floor and grabbed it, he quickly fired at the beast, one of the bullets hit the Wendigo on the neck, it did nothing besides annoy the beast, the noise also attracted the attention of other nearby Wendigo's.
James kept firing, eventually the Wendigo dropped Roger and looked at James. He just kept firing at the beast.
The Wendigo grabbed James and whacked him against a tree.
The monster eventually bit of James leg a threw him really hard against the ground, fracturing James's spine, it luckily didn't paraliza him, it all seemed lost, and it pretty much was, until Roger grabbed his baton and jammed it into the creatures mouth, it did barely anything as the beast broke the baton and bit Rogers head of, effectively killing him, the Wendigo left after hearing more Wendigo's approaching.
James, who had one leg left and a fractured spine, was left clutching the body of the deceased Roger.
A day passed, James was hungry, and being around the Wendigo's was getting to his head, he looked at Rogers body, his mouth was watering. He had caught Wendigo psychosis. He dragged himself to his fallen comrade, and took a bite.
30 minutes later.
A few FBI agents went into the forest to see where James and everyone else who disappeared where, after a while they saw a half transformed Wendigo James eating Rogers corpse, they aimed their guns at him, and started to fire.
The wendigo heard the sound and managed to dodge the bullets, charging at the FBI agents, Killing them all.
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The creature: Wendigo village
Horror1940 a group of rogue nazis find a hidden Canadian village, filled whit people who did not know of the war happening outside the forest they lived in, it all went bad for the village folk though as the nazis burned their village and stole their food...
