Someone wanted me to write something like this, it might suck but I tried to get most of the facts.
A woman visits a reservation after hearing from a friend about legends here. She looks around seeing people go about their days, she goes up to an older looking gentleman.
"Excuse me." The man looks at her. "I was wondering if you could tell me anything about the skinwalkers." His eyes widen as people close by freeze hearing that.
"You're not from here, are you." She shakes her head. "You should leave now, nothing good comes from them." She gets excited.
"So they are true." He sighs nodding. "What are the legends about them."
"You do not want to get involved with them they are evil creatures go back to where you came from if you want to live. I shouldn't even be talking about them to you."
"No, I want to see one, see I'm a journalist, a friend of mine suggested coming here for my story."
"No one who's seen a skinwalker has lived to tell the tale."
"Come on, this will be my breaking story if I can get a picture." He sighs.
"If it will get you to leave alright." She smiles, he leads her to a couple chairs he sits on one, motioning for her to sit, she does grabbing her notepad and a pencil, she listens. "Most people say that skinwalkers are very evil witches who can shift into animals, they like to take form mostly as coyotes, wolves, foxes, owls and crows. They used to be medicine men called Hataalii but some wanted more power for themselves and turned to higher ones resulting in them to become a horrifying creature known as the skinwalkers. They must preform a ritual killing someone very close to them like a family member, don't look one in the eye or they could control you, they mostly go out at night. That's all I have to say to you, you should leave this place and never return if you value your life."
He leaves her and she walks around looking at the area, she feels like she is being watched and turns seeing nothing looking in her direction. She finds an inn and rents a room for a few nights, nighttime is quickly arriving, as she goes out looking for the creature to do her story on. She holds her camera going into the woods, she looks around the area not finding anything when she hears leaves and sticks snapping. She turns seeing nothing and continues through, she feels a presence near her, she turns quickly to see something run past, she gets excited amd freaked. She sees something glowing, and takes a closer look seeing two eyes, she walks towards it with her camera up, she pushes the bushes taking the picture. She turns to a creature standing a few feet away, she looks at her camera to see the same creature in the photo, she shakes as it comes closer. She unintentionally looks the creature in the eyes and freezes being unable to move, it walks up to her she starts crying. It places it's hand in the pouch on it's side grabbing a powder it blows it in her face. She starts feeling sick, she falls onto the ground and starts convulsing, til she dies.
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