The C.D.C. is gone and along with it, a piece of the hope that they all clung to. Now, all they have left is each other. The group must stick together even as new challenges threaten to tear them apart. But sometimes surviving isn't worth it when th...
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"Hey." MJ groans as she bends down to walk into Daryl's tent. He's laying on his cot when she drops a journal on his stomach.
"What's this?" He asks as he picks it up. She lays down on the ground.
"My journal on every supernatural creature that me, my brothers, and my dad have ever come across." She tells him. "And I'm never gonna be able to get up, so I'm here to answer any questions that you have."
He opens it up. "Oh, look at that. First page." He turns it, and she looks to see the page on wendigos.
She chuckles. "Nice coincidence."
"Says here they used to be human." He says, and she nods.
"Yeah, story usually goes that something happens and they're cut off from civilization, can't get home. Food and other resources run out... They basically turn to cannibalism as a means to survive. As time goes on, they become this...less than human thing." She tells him. "They have slow metabolisms and they hibernate for a long period of time. When they're awake, they stalk humans, capture them, keep them alive until they're hungry. Ugly ass things."
"I remember." He skims through, asking questions every now and then.
Werewolves, spirits, vampires, banshees, sirens, kitsunes, ghouls, shtrigas, witches, quite a few other things.
"What's this? Ruga... Ru..."
"Rugaru." She tells him.
"That sounds made up." He says, and she laughs.
"Yeah, that's what we thought." She nods as she looks at him. "When they're born, they seem human. They have normal lives up until they're...thirty, if I remember correctly."
"Then what?" He looks at her.
"They get hungry, start eating anything and everything — including raw meat. But nothing that they eat will fill this hunger that they have. And eventually, they eat what they're actually craving."
"Which is?"
"Long pig." She laughs at the phrase the guy they were hunting with at the time used. He just looks at her as she sobers up. "People."
"There are a lot of things out there that want to eat us." He says, and she nods.
"That's exactly the reason for my family business." She tells him. "It's kinda hard to sit back and do nothing when you know what kind of creatures are out there killing innocent people."
