The wendigo keeps Dean alive. There's 9 chapters written so far. Next chap. will be posted tomorrow. Hope you like it!
Nobody likes to die slowly. In fact, if it was Dean's choice, he'd go right ahead and kill himself right away if it meant not having to suffer starvation or dehydration. Unfortunately, tied to the ceiling, hanging like a dead animal that a hunter killed, Dean was forced to.
The wendigo caught him off guard. At first, it was going well. He'd saved a young couple from the path of the son of a bitch, and his finger was on the trigger to burn it alive through the trees.
But instead, the wendigo had grabbed him by the legs, and while dangling upside down, Dean had been thrown from tree to tree, dazed. When his head hit a trunk, he'd gotten knocked out, only to wake up in a bad position:
The wendigo's soon to be meal.
Dean had no idea if the bitch would keep him alive long, or if he'd be supper tonight. Honestly he really didn't want to know. This was the disadvantage of hunting alone. When you make one mistake, no one finds you. You're just gone. And then about 2 weeks later other hunters realize that the monster is still alive, which meant Dean failed.
Boohoo for him.
What made the situation worse was that all Dean could do was stare at bones and corpses through the long minutes.
That was it.