Waiting Until Dawn {Mike Monroe x Reader}

Chapter 10

(Y/n) P.O.V.

So yeah, we kinda forgot about one. A fucking burning nightmare is chasing us, so... that's great. We ended up getting chased down a tunnel. "Door!" I shout. We open the door, and try to close it on the wendigo. "Goddammit!!! Stay out there!!!" Mike shouts. Sam comes rushing up. "Mike! (Y/n)!" She shouts. The wendigo bust through the door, toppling on top of me. I yelp in pain and fear, it's flaming hands burning my flesh. "Holy shit! Hey!! OVER HERE!!" Sam yells, hitting it with a shovel until it dies. Sam closes the door. I lay on my back crying until Mike lifts me into a sitting position. He hugs me, my back to his chest. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay. Its over. I know you're scared, but it's over." He soothes, his hand brushing hair from my face. Same sits in front of me, looking at the burns on my wrist. "It's not that bad. It'll be okay." She reassures. I nod.

"You alright?" Mike asks her. "Uhh, define alright." "Alive, for a start." "Yeah. Yeah, alive's good!" I chuckle, making her smile. "The hell are you doing here, anyway?" Mike asks. "I was gonna warn you about the wendigos." "I think we got it." "Yeah..." We stand, Mike helping me. "Let's find a way down to where this fucker lives." Mike says. We start walking. "Where are the others?" I ask. "They went back to the basement when we got to a rock wall." She informs.

If your going with Chris is dead:

It not that I don't care about the others, but it kind of feels less important now. "How's Ashley?" I ask quietly, trying to be polite. Sam looks at me. "Upset. How are you?" I pause for a minute, deciding my next words carefully. "I feel like nothing is worth it now. But then I look at Mike and I know I can't give up. For him, for me, for Chris. I don't fail him until I give up. It hurts me so much, but I can't give up." I tell her. She squeezes my shoulder reassuringly.

If your going with Chris is alive:

"How is Chris? He was really... broken." I ask, worried about my brother. Sam looks at me. "Quiet. And upset. But I think he will be okay. As long as you come back. He wasn't real happy with you leaving." I jokingly roll my eyes. "Figures."

"Hard to believe that... 'thing' used to be a person." Sam says louder, letting Mike into the conversation. "Yeah. Maybe a miner." Mike replies. "Maybe someone who worked in the Sanatorium...?" "There was so much weird shit happening up there that wouldn't even begin to surprise me." Mike replies. "What kind of weird shit?" She asks. "The wendigos were in cages. Someone was capturing them. Had 'em all tied up in these restraints." I answer, my voice grim. "Wow..." "Must have let them all out when (Y/n) blew the place up." Mike says, a teasing smirk on his face. "Smooth move." Sam jokes. We come to a ledge that goes down into the water, I look to the left and see something. "Guy, over there." I say. They follow me to the small area. "Is that what I think it is?" Sam asks in horror. "A grave? I think so?" I answer. Sam bends down, and picks something up. Sam shows it to us. "Oh god... this is Beth's! This is her watch!" She exclaims. "What? Let me see." Mike looks it over, me over his shoulder to see. It is, in fact, Beths watch. It was the BW engraving. "I'm gonna be sick..." I mumble.

"Look - there was a cross here." Sam says. "So this is where she was buried." Mike states. "Thanks captain obvious." I say. "But... who dug her up?" Sam asks.
"Let's keep moving." Mike evades. We go back to the ledge. Mike goes in first. "Come on. It's okay." Mike reassures. "You sure?" "I'm not dead yet." "Famous last words." Sam mutters before going in the water. "Mike, if I die, I'm haunting your ass for eternity." I tell him, wading in as well. "Ha Ha." Mike says sarcastically. "It's freezing. I can't feel my fingers." Sam shivers. "Just keep moving." I instruct. Something catches Sams eye, and she goes to the left and finds a scrawled journal. "Whats that?" I ask. Sam reads through the journal and reaches the third page. "I'm sorry Beth... I have no choice. It's the only way I can survive anymore. If someone finds this, I'm sorry. I had to... I had no choice." Sam reads aloud. "Oh god..." I say quietly.

"What does it mean... Jesus..." Mike says. Sam flips the page and reads the last entry. "Oh god... It makes sense..." Sam says. "I think... Hannah dug up Beth. It was Hannah!" "No that's - that's ridiculous -" "Michael... Michael, it has to be. It's the only thing that makes sense- Beth died in the fall." "So what... what does that mean-" "Hannah is a wendigo. Isn't she?" I cut in. "Goddammit... God-dammit." Mike says, frustrated. "Hannah was down here... for..." "I don't believe any of this!" "She would have been starving... she would have been desperate." Sam insists. "Fuck!" Mike hisses. "We need to find Josh. Right now." Sam says.

We quickly get to the other side of the water, and climb out. "Come on, come on, we made it." Mike encourages. We find a metal door, and open it. "Whoa!!" Water gushes out from the door, along with a decomposing head, tripping both Sam and Mike, while I stand to the side. "Oh whoa whoa..."

If Chris is dead:

I scream as I see Chris's head. "Oh god... oh god!" I cry. I try to keep it together, but seeing this again is so awful. "Don't look (Y/n)." Mike turns my head away.

If Chris is alive:

I shudder at the gruesome sight. "W-we should keep going." I say reluctantly.

"You see that...?" Sam asks, looking around the room. Many bodies lay around, hung up or deposited in corners. "Yeah. Yeah, a lot of them. Oh... Oh my god..." Mike gags. "I'm gonna be sick." I notice one of the bodies to be the strangers, and say so. "Wait wait wait! Hold on. I think I saw something..." Mike says, walking over to a wall of wooden boards. I peer through them next to him. "No... no no... no no no... I don't ... I don't take orders from you..." He whimpers. I look on pitifully. "Josh!" Sam exclaims. I find a door, and bust through it, and we all rush through. "I don't take orders from you, you can't tell me what to do...You can't tell me what to do anymore!!" Josh cries. "Josh? Buddy?" Mike says in calming manner. We slowly approach Josh, as if trying not to spook a frightened animal.

"You can't tell me what to do!! Okay... okay... I trust you... I trust you... I trust you..." It's clear he is hallucinating. "What's the matter with him Mike?" Sam asks. "He's tripping or something." "He's seeing things. He's sick." I mutter. Mike slaps Josh in the face. "Josh!" Mike shouts. "M... Mike?" Josh comes to.
"Josh... Hey man -" "Don't h-hit me, p-please-" Josh pleads. "You were deep in it, man. Full mental jacket." Mike tells him. "We didn't think we'd get you back..." Sam adds. "Josh... Hannah was down here for... weeks... a month?! She dug Beth up!" Sam tells him. "Sam, now might not be the best time." I tell her. "Let's just get the fuck out of here." Mike agrees. "Okay... Josh, do you have the key for the cable car?" He nods, handing them to her. "Uh... Y-yeah... Here."

"Oh, good." Sam points to the top of a rock wall. "See that over there? That means there's a direct way out. C'mon." Sam say, slightly excited. "There's no way Josh is gonna make it up there." Mike says. "Okay. If you can help me up I can go back to tell the others we're okay." "I'll go with Sam, if you'll be okay on your own." I say. "Yeah... Yeah, good. I'd rather you go anyway." He tells me. "You bring Josh back the way we came and we'll all meet at the lodge." Sam instructs. "Be careful." He warns. "You too." I say, kissing him in the lips briefly. It's over too quick. He kisses my forehead, before giving me and Sam a boost. "Be careful." I call again. Because if you aren't, I'll kill you myself.