Notes:
I'm having a pretty shitty day, and I feel like crap. But apparently writing about make-believe things is very therapeutic. And it's helping.
I have school today, but I feel so out of everything I'm just skipping and trying not to have a panic attack tbh. I hate that my day could be going so great and for someone*(it's always the same person) comes in and fucks me over.
Also a shitty fact, I smell like cleaner, Like the stuff, you scrub your floors in and good ol' air freshener. Wanna know why? Someone* thought why not spray some in my face and down my back this morning at 6 am. And then expects me to forgive and forget an hour later.................. Yeah, today sucks. Plus a shit ton of verbal abuse striking at all my insecurities. That's my favorite way to start every morning (sarcasm if you didn't get it) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HA HA HAAAAAAA.
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MK's POV:
I start to cough, "God damn it!" I yell as I pull on the ropes on my wrists. I've been hanging here for 2 days. I'm tired and hurting. I supplied myself after my chat online with LilRed. I set out to hunt the creature down. I thought that if it was killable then I had a chance. So I set out and searched. But a day in I found nothing. Except for the remnants of my camp from when I first saw the freaking thing. I was getting angry and frustrated. I was ready to set up camp in a few minutes when I heard a scream. I looked up at first thinking I just heard it in my head, but then it happened again. It was a female screaming. It sounded familiar, but then it dawned on me. It was my wife. I ran as fast as I could toward the sound. I broke through the trees and there was a mine shaft. It looked like it was abandoned. I looked around and there was nothing but trees in sight. I quickly slung the bag off my shoulder and grabbed the blow torch I managed to get a hold of. And I quickly sent a small text to LilRed to say I found it and if he doesn't hear back then I may be in some trouble. I put the phone back in my pocket and rushed for the mine. I easily pulled the wood blocking the entrance. It was rotten and decayed. I slipped in and turned on a flashlight. I looked around and saw that the shaft kept going down at an angle. I hadn't heard anything in a while so I moved quickly. I stepped deeper and deeper into the wet mine. I kept my eyes open for any sign of my wife but I didn't see anything. I was starting to think I had imagined it. That there was no screaming until I heard some rustling to my left. It was another blocked off the pathway. I stared at the spot listing for another sound. I looked back at where I came from but it was all dark and I could barely make out the tiny square of light that was pilling through the door. I sigh and turn back to the blocked off way.
"Won't hurt to keep going now I guess," I say to myself as I push my way through the broken wood. It's even easier to get through than the one outside.
I shine the light around the room looking at everything that catches my eyes. I see a tunnel down to the right and I stop and peer through. It's a tight fit. I'd have to crouch and then some. But I could've sworn I saw something move. So I get on my knees and slowly make my way to the end of the tunnel. Once I'm through I see a shirt on the floor in front of me. I pick it up. It's not my wife's. It's a guys shirt. I drop it back on the floor and keep going. Then I see a shoe. It looks pretty nice. Not something you'd leave in the middle of an abandoned mine. I being to suspect that I'm in the right place. I lift my blow torch up and I walk deeper in. I see something hanging in the distance. It's long and it's twitching. As I get closer I realize it's a man. Well... half of a man. Oh my god, I'm gonna be sick. I hold my mouth shut. I wonder why I didn't smell it before because god, do I smell it now. I look and the guy is ripped right down the middle. I'm pretty sure he's dead, but I can't be too sure because he's still twitching every now and then. I feel bad for the man but I need to keep moving. I need to find my wife. So I look at the man one more time.
"Sorry man. I'll come back after I know the thing that did this is dead." I said to the man's corpse. I then nodded to myself and kept moving.
I end up heading deeper into the mine shaft. If I didn't have the light it would be pitch black. I still haven't seen anything, other than that one man. I feel like turning back, I'm tired and I keep tripping over the unevenness in the battered path. But I see this weird glimpse of light. I follow it not missing the chance to lose it. I walk for a few minutes until I stumble upon a wide cavern. I see scattered bones and ropes hanging from the ceiling. I see a few people strung up. Some have missing arms or legs or worse. There's blood pooling under each of them. I feel what little food I had come up this time. I hobbled over to the wall and let it all out. I threw up mainly water and granola.
All too soon I stand up on shaky feet. I slowly scan the faces. There are five people in total strung up. I see 3 guys and 2 girls. I study the faces of the girls, they are covered in mud and blood. But neither is my wife. I feel all hope disappear.
Could this mean, s-she's d-d-dead?
I look around the room more looking for anything. I see some bones shifting. I lift the flamethrower and walked closer. I slowly kicked aside some skulls and I gasped. There lying on the floor was my wife. She was bloody and bruised, but intact. There was also a little kid with her, in about the same shape. I see they are stirring into consciousness. I pull my wife into my arms just glad to be able to hold her in my arms. To have her alive, and in front of me has me on cloud nine.
She finally opens her eyes and looks at me in confusion soon turned hopefulness. I pulled off the rope on her mouth and we shared a loving desperate kiss.
"Katie my love. I found, I really found you. LilRed was right, you were alive." I whisper and hold her closer. Katie wraps her skinny arms around me and smiles into my shoulder.
"You came for me. Mike, I love you, I love you so much." My wife said as she gripped my shirt tighter.
3rd Person POV:
What neither noticed in their moment of happiness was the goliath stalking behind MK this whole time. Since his entering of the mine, he's had a shadow. Who's been manipulating his every move; by well-placed sounds and flickers of lights. The gigantic being inched ever closer silently, not giving any hint as to what was about to happen to this, short-lived, happy couple.
All to soon the creature growled. Katie scattered backward knowing the sound all too well. MK looked up, to come face to face, with his ongoing nightmare. The Wendigo stared at him for a second before raising his clawed appendage. MK noticed but far too late as he tried to raise the flamethrower to burn the motherfucker to a crisp; the Wendigo slammed his heavy hand down hard on the back of his neck rendering him unconscious. Katie screamed and cried as tears cascaded down her fear stricken face. She stumbled back to the edge of the cave. She slowly stood and made a run for it.
The Wendigo mysteriously let her run. He watched as her footsteps got farther and farther from it and MK. He looked back down at the newbie hunter and grabbed a rope. He strung him up, tight. And slowly walked away.
In the distance, you could hear the tearing of human flesh, the splatter of blood being flung from a human body hitting the floor, and the horrid screams of a familiar voice being eaten alive.
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Notes:
Sorry for the shitty note in the beginning but eh. I was needing to type it out and why not.
Also Like the 3RD PERSON POV, stuff. I thought it was a nice touch and reminds me a bit of when I started this part so yep.
Enjoy.
This is pretty long even though there's not much dialogue.
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