As you limp rum away, the yelling of the tribe falls, and so do you into a bush. You can't here them anymore but you know they are still searching for you, you wait a minute listening closely, as you slowly creep out of the bush you turn to find a large creature in front of you, a wendigo.

You've heard stories about the famous wendigos, never thinking you would see one in real life, you fall back in fear at the sight of it unable to speak until he does

"Are you okay?"