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Hunted

Chapter seventeen

The Wendigo's lair

Sam woke to the sound of someone screaming in agony. He moaned as he forced his eyes open and looked to his side. The Wendigo was squatting in front of Ray its hand up to his stomach. Sam's face wrinkled with disgust, the creature was eating Ray alive. Sam glanced over at Carlos and saw that he had his eyes squeezed shut, his head turned away, trying to block the scene out of his mind. Sam looked back at Ray and watched as the creature reached inside of a large opening in Ray's abdomen and pulled out hunks of flesh and intestines. The creature shoved them in his mouth then went back for more. Ray, still alive and aware that he was being eaten alive, screamed over and over. For a moment Sam was going to try to get the creature's attention off of Ray and on him but he knew it was too late for Ray. It was obvious he was going to die from his massive injuries and Sam would only delay the inevitable. Sam looked over at Carlos.

"Hey." He said softly not wanting to disturb the creature. "Hey, look at me…."

Carlos pulled on his ropes trying to move as far away from the bloody sight as he could.

"Hey." Sam whispered again and slowly Carlos turned toward him. "Try to be as quiet and as still as possible. Hopefully when it's done it'll crawl off somewhere to sleep."

"Fuck you! I'm not going to hang here and let that thing eat me!"

"You keep moving around like that, that's exactly what it's going to do. You got to be still, if you attract it with all that struggling you're doing when it's done with him it'll come after you."

Carlos looked over at Ray and watched as Ray threw his head back his mouth open in a silent scream as the creature reached deep into his stomach and continued devouring him. How could anyone live with half their insides gone he wondered? But finally Ray's head lolled onto his shoulder and he died. The creature then stood up and looked back and forth between Sam and Carlos deciding who would be next.

Sam swallowed hard as he looked into the creature's face. He had a feeling he would be next. The creature had already cut him and that was its way of marking him. His only hope was that his brother would get there in time. He knew Dean was making his way back to him and now with the hunters either dead or tied up next to him he shouldn't have any trouble. But would he get there in time? He had hoped the creature had eaten its fill and now would rest, but when the thing reached out and dug its nail deep into his stomach he wasn't so sure. He clamped his teeth together and winced in pain as he felt the nail go deep inside. The creature couldn't possibly still be hungry; it had just eaten two men. The Wendigo looked at him and snarled and Sam could smell Ray's blood on its breath. Come on Dean…Where the hell are you? Sam thought as he shut his eyes and tried not to move. Dean had protected him all his life and he knew his death would devastate his brother. So this is how it was going to end … at the hands of a Wendigo. Well at least he wasn't brought down by humans he thought as the creature's mouth moved toward his neck.

The Woods

"What's that smell?" Santos asked wrinkling up his nose as the smell of decay and blood filled the air.

"We're getting closer." Dean told him. He had smelled that smell many times before….death. Dean knew a Wendigo wasn't a good housekeeper and left body parts and blood all over its lair, bodies that were piled on top of each other each in various stages of decay. He himself had even hung from the rafters of a mine shaft once in the middle of all that gore waiting to die. And now his brother was experiencing the same thing….that was if Sam was even still alive.

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