Shelby Stumbled through the forest, searching for her friends, Will, Liam, Zack, and Parker. She pulled her sleeves over her hands as a mid-fall breeze blew through the woods. She slowly crept to a break in the dense greenery.
As she got out of the trees she saw a peculiar sight ; she saw an old, shipwrecked boat. She stared at the holey boat in awe. How is this here? She pondered to herself, more importantly what, if anything, is inside?
Shelby took out her phone, attempting once more to call any of the boys. She examined the old boat once more, this time she noticed claw marks and white fur basically frosting it. Shelby stood in fear, in fact some would even say terror.
Soon, in the silence, Shelby heard screams, then quiet, then she heard banging and scratching. She shivered in pure horror her hands maracas, shaking to an imaginary beat.
Suddenly, without warning, a creature burst out of the decaying ship, with a skeletal figure and fur surrounding its neck, "Wh-What are you?" Shelby asked shaking. "Why, I'm the Wendigo," It announced in a cruel high pitched voice," The combined spirits of all dead creatures in the wood." "Why do you want me?" Shelby asked. "The souls of this old shipwreck are lessening, I need fresh blood and you are my lucky picks," Picks? As in multiple?
In the background, Shelby saw her friends struggling. She quickly ran to free them, pulling the ropes off and dragging them out of the ship. The Wendigo released a muffled howl as the kids ran off. The 5 burst out of the woods like a dog after fetch, panting heavily. They all turned back to the trees and smiled, Thankful they got out. Just because you're scared Doesn't mean you can't do a lot.