I was in my RV driving to a camping site, the camping site was old and many people didn’t like it since they’ve heard noises and the there people are “mysterious”, but I don’t believe that stuff so I continue on.
Once I got there I went in my cottage and smiled. It was made out of brown smooth logs, wooden front door and glass side doors with curtains that can cover them, an upstairs with a king sized bed in a big bedroom, plus a kitchen by the living room. I started to make some grilled cheese, because why not? But as the sun set I heard rustling outside so I grabbed my flashlight and took a look, when I point it at the bushes nothing popped up so I went back into my cottage to take a nap.
After a long nap I get up and look at my clock, it was 1:00AM in the morning so I head downstairs to watch TV since I was bored and again, I fall asleep but in the morning I head outside and look at the front of my cottage...it had claw marks everywhere like something or someone was climbing it with sharp nails, black fur was also stuck to it with a sharp tooth on the ground.
My eyes widened as I call 9-1-1 but there wasn’t any service and I didn’t have data. I ran back inside only to see a big, fluffy, bloody wendigo with long sharp claws, I couldn’t believe this was happening so I fall down and stare, as I’m frozen in shock it stares back and then leaps at me, darting its huge claws at me too. Then all of a sudden everything went black and I realized that I’ve...passed.
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