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The Wendigo's Curse (Part 2)
In the afternoon, we arose one by one. John noticed that an investigation had been goin on outside, and some of us peered out. Tape, officers, the whole shebang. We found that our intrest dulled out hours later, so we went towards the kitchen and find that 'breakfast' was already on its way. Thanks to mom and dad.
Later on in the day, Lizie and I hugged our folks goodbye. And were given comforting words, all of us in a foundation worthy group hug. Hesitating to let go, we all just had our hands on each other's shoulders before slipping away. From then on, the horrible event began to fade as we continued on with the rest of the day.
Playing a handful of card games, Battleship, Risk... topping it all off with another movie.
Just as the credits rolled, we all stood up, with me turning off the T.V., and stretched. After which, Lizie, myself, and the rest headed back into our rooms. Though now, our reloaded hunting rifles lie beside our beds. The chirping of crickets and soothing winds put us to sleep again. Late in the night, a similar ground rattling thud thundered again.
Waking us all up again, I immediately roll out of bed and snatched my rifle. Followed by Lizie, we emerge from our bedrooms startled, but at the same time aggravated. Then a thought crossed my mind, did the investigation continue around the property?
"Oh god... please don't be what I'm thinking" I mouthed.
Gritting my teeth, I, along with the others, made our way out into the living room
All of us, in pairs, peek out from most of the windows peering out into the forest and the gravel roadway. Nothing... only vehicles could be seen.
Chris, John, and myself exited onto the front porch. Creeping down its steps onto the road, and again the stars and moon providing adequate light. Behind us were Kate, Jenny, Mary, and Lizie.
Slowly, we crept further out into the gravel path, aiming into the tree line and down the hill. The crickets remained deathly silent, only wind... all like last time. A great noise emerged from somewhere, causing us all to cringe and cover our ears. Shivers shooting up my spine, this noise... it sounded like a women's blood curdling cry and a boar. Sounding as if it were right next to our ears.
Shortly after, we assumed a fearful but readied stance and aim once again. I know no animals able to produce such a sound. I, along with Lizie, know almost every sound animals around here make. Not one compared to this! Even now, the sound was still fading off... then heard rustling.
The forest! It came from the forest! All of us, almost synchronized, whip towards the rustling's direction. No breath of ours could be heard, lending further silence. Only the wind now provided any noise... until rustling could be heard. But accompanied heavy footsteps... heading headfirst in our direction!
I quickly kneel down and fire in a general direction, quickly followed by the rest. The stomping grew increasingly closer, revealing a huge silhouette. We continued to fire... all but in vain. A towering figure with an animal's skull which had a hefty rack, thick dark fur from the neck down, and monstrous hands ending in claws. As it revealed itself, we all tried to dash back into the lodge.
Just behind the others, I feel a hand grasp my neck. This thing stopped... and I watched them rush up on the porch. Lizie was the first to peer back, and saw that I had quickly been tossed into the gravel. Knocking all the wind from my lungs, desperately I tried to crawl away. It was as vain as shooting at this thing, feeling it overturn me onto my back.
Its expressionless, void eyes stared into mine......