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Visions from Hell
Chapter four
They continued down the river scanning the area for anything that seemed strange or out of the ordinary.
"You know if this is a wendigo it seems weird that something that wicked is in a place this beautiful." Sam said as he looked up at the steep canyon walls in awe of the beauty of the area.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Sam."
"What do you mean by that?"
"A wendigo doesn't see beauty Sam, all it's looking for is its next meal. So while you're out here admiring all this beauty, something might be standing behind you waiting to turn you into its lunch."
"I know that, but I can still enjoy the scenery while I'm hunting."
"This scenery can completely take over your senses; it can make you take your mind off of the job. After the thing's dead Sam, then you can admire the beauty of it."
"What the hell made you so grumpy all of a sudden?"
"Sorry…" Dean gave a little smile. "I guess I'm just not into all this nature stuff the way you are. I figure we got a job to do, we do it, and we're gone."
"You need to take the time to smell the roses Dean."
"What?"
When Sam didn't answer him he looked over at him but could tell Sam's attention was elsewhere.
"What's up?"
"There's something over there, on the river bank. Don't you smell it?"
Dean sniffed the air and could detect a faint smell of decomposition; something in the area was dead.
Sam began rowing over to the bank with Dean right beside him. They tied off the canoes and walked over to the object. They both wrinkled their noses in disgust. It was what was left of a human ribcage, pieces of flesh still hung from some of the ribs.
"It's been just about picked clean." Dean said as he looked around the river bank at the other bones that lay scattered nearby.
"Just about anything could have done that. There are all kinds of scavengers around here."
"I'm still betting on some kind of wendigo."
"Yeah…but a wendigo is all deformed, it doesn't usually resemble a human anymore. But this thing in my dream….it had a human form."
"Maybe it's some kind of a mutant."
"I guess that's possible."
Dean looked up and down the river.
"It will be getting dark soon; I think we better find a place to make camp. We don't want to be out on the river at night, not till we're sure what we're up against."
"Don't you think we should notify someone about the bones?"
"I doubt if we can get a signal on the phone this far into the canyon. Mark it on the map; we'll notify someone when we're out of here."
They continued down the river for another mile looking for a flat area to camp on when they finally spotted smoke from a campfire and headed toward it. It was the only flat area they had come across and it was getting too dark to look for another. They pulled the canoe up as far away from the other campers as they could not wanting to intrude. But the other campers, two men, saw them and walked over to them as they tied up the canoes.
"Hey." The one camper put up his hand in greeting.
"Sorry to intrude but it's getting dark and we couldn't find anywhere else to land the canoes and set up camp."
"No problem, the area's big enough for all of us." The man stuck out his hand. "I'm Tony, and my friend's Frank."
"Dean." Dean said shaking hands. "And this is my brother Sam."
They all shook hands.
"Beautiful area… You come here often?" Sam asked as he watched the sunset light up the sky in different shades of orange.
"We try to ride the river at least twice a year." Tony said then hitched his thumb toward his campsite. "We caught a lot of fish, more then we need, you're welcome to join us once you set up camp."
"That sounds good, thanks."
The men walked back to their camp while Dean and Sam set up their tent.
"Seem like nice enough guys." Dean said as he fluffed up his sleeping bag.
"Yeah, I wonder if they…." Sam suddenly fell to his knees as a sharp pain shot through his head.
"Sam!" Dean went to his side.
"What's going on Sam, talk to me?"
"Oh God….." Sam moaned as the pain in his head intensified. He gasped in a breath of air when the vision finally faded.
"Sammy you okay?" Dean looked into Sam's eyes.
"Dean….Tony's going to die…..I saw that thing…..I saw it eating him…."
TBC