A vacation time in a masive cabin on the Washington's mountain, Hannah had ran off after her friends played a prank on her. Hannah's twin sister Beth, being worried, went after her. They were never seen again. The twins group of friends, including t...
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Sam
I ran up to the cabin door, whimpering in fear. It was right behind me, ready to tear me apart. "Guys! Guys are you in there?" I said banging on the glass door.
"Guys please open up." I beathed out heavily.
"Sam." I turned around almost yelling. It was Mike.
"Mike, oh gosh, you look terrible." I said noticing his black eye and the bruises on his face.
"Gonna look worse if we stay out here." He said. I nodded and turned around. I picked up a rock, smashing it through one of the squared windows in the door.
I unlocked the door and we both walked in.
"Mike what happened to Josh?" I said concerned.
"It got him." He said with no hesitation.
"God, what an awful way to go." I said walking up to the light switch. Once I turned it on Mike quickly turned it off. "Not good." He shook his head. I nodded mine.
"What should we do?" I asked.
"We should check the basement, might be someone left down there." He answered and I agreed following him downstairs.
"How do you rate our chance of survival, hm?" I slightly joked.
"I'm trying not to think about it." He sighed.
I thought about it to myself before I said, "Yeah."
Mike and I looked at eachother before the door busted open, Chris coming out first.
"Go go go!" Chris ran past us when we moved out of the way.
"Run!" Ashely yelled and ran with Emily behind her.
Mike told me to run and began running.
I stood in shock as two wendigos stood in the hallway. What do I do? Lock the door? Catch up to the others?
My mind was frozen.
I heard footsteps behind me but was too scared to look. Too afraid to take my eyes off the monsters that stood infront of me.
"Come on let's go, time to get outta here!" Mike yelled and grabbed my arm. I finally started to run with Mike.
When I got to the top of the stairs, I ran foward unil I saw the wendigo standing on the circular object that hung from the ceiling, as it swung back and forth. I quickly slowed myself standing still.
"Don't. Move."
"Don't fucking move a muscle." Mike whispered a few feet behind me.
There were now three wendigos in the room. Two of them began to fight, one threw the other on the stairs and then at the fire place.
