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And there's one more little case before we get into the plot again. Hope you're enjoying!

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I startled awake when the RV jerked to a stop, my aunt yelling out her window at some car in front of us. I rubbed my eyes and looked around, seeing that we were pulling into a town.

"We there yet?" I muttered tiredly, voice thick with sleep.

"Almost." She replied. "Just need to stop for a moment so we can fill up the gas tank and maybe get a few snacks again." I nodded and stretched in my seat. Wendigo hunting. This was going to be 'fun'. Please, note the sarcasm.

We pulled into a gas station, getting out of the vehicle and heading into the small building. Valerie told me to go and grab some of whatever as she walked up to pay for the gas first. I sighed softly before going to the snack aisle, looking for whatever perked my interests. It wasn't long before I had an armful of nothing but junk and sweets as my aunt walked up.

"Got enough?" She asked jokingly as she smiled.

"Nope, I don't have the Hostess factory to myself." I replied with a playful smirk. She laughed and lightly slapped my arm.

"Come on," She said. "Before you buy the whole store."

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"Where're we going again?" I asked as I squinted at the map. We were coming up to Detroit soon and my aunt asked me to hold the map.

"Leamington." She stated. "It's just outside of the border of the US and Canada." I nodded and spotted the town on the map. Great. We're hunting a Wendigo in Canada near Lake Erie.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

"Are you ready for this?" My aunt asked, breaking me from my sulking.

"As ready as I'll ever be to take on a Wendigo." I replied and looked out the window to see the city of Detroit come into view. She nodded and glanced at me with concern.

"Are you sure?" She pressed. "I mean, the Jersey Devil didn't go too easy on you and we were lucky not to run into that Skinwalker." I waved my aunt off.

"Eh, I'll be fine." I assured. "I've been through worse." At that comment she looked at me skeptically, trying to decipher the meaning in my words. Lucky for me, she didn't press the issue and turned her focus back onto the road. I turned back to the map, squinting at the name of the town we were going to. I just hoped we got lucky like the last time and don't find a goddamn Wendigo.

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"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Asked the guy that called my aunt up, looking nervous. I frowned and shook my head at his attitude. Sure, Wendigoes are scary motherfuckers, but don't tell us to turn tail when we just got here.

"Of course." My aunt replied gently. "I came here to help you. Now, where did you say you saw this creature?"

"I saw it when I went to the Hillman Marsh. We went there to just you know, look around at the marsh." He said. "Then… then we heard like, screaming. We thought someone might be hurt so we went to investigate, even though we're not supposed to go in, you know?" My aunt nodded as she listened and took notes. "And then… we saw this thing tearing into some poor woman. It was horrible. It had like, deer antlers and a skull for a face. Then its body was all… skin and bone, and it had sharp claws and it was tearing up that lady-"

"Please, try to calm down." My aunt soothed, reaching out to the guy as his breathing become erratic and panicked. He took a few deep breathes and nodded. I listened carefully as he recalled the event before my aunt thanked him and he left. She looked at me with a raised brow.

"What?" I asked, looking at my aunt in confusion.

"You looked like you were thinking hard about something." She replied. "Something on your mind?"

"Yeah…" I muttered. "I don't know. This thing seems pretty dangerous. Do you have anything to fight against it?" She smiled and ruffled my hair.

"Don't worry Allie," She said. "I've got some stuff to help protect us from the Wendigo." I groaned and tried smoothing out my hair before nodding.

"Okay," I replied. "Hopefully it was just a bear or something-"

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I smacked a mosquito that had bitten me, growling to myself. Where was the goddamn bug spray!?

My aunt got clearance to investigate the marsh, which we were currently doing at this moment. Luckily, we had walkways over the water the filled the marsh so we didn't have to worry too much about getting stuck in the mud. That and there was an area that was forested with no water.

"Come on Allie," My aunt said. "This way." I followed her toward the forested area, feeling a bit uneasy. I had a feeling that things were going to go downhill and fast.

As we walked the forest, I felt a chill go down my spine. The leaves rustling sounded like whispers, speaking a low warning to leave. The shadows danced and swayed, making the illusion of people moving around.

Then, there was a screech, almost sounding human.

Almost.

My aunt and I jumped and looked towards the noise, standing still. The sound of breaking branches caught our ears and it seemed that whatever had made the noise was coming towards us at a rapid speed. Another earsplitting screech erupted as we backed away from the noise when a tree began falling towards us.

I gasped as my aunt and I darted away from the falling tree, just missing us as it slammed to the ground and revealed what we were hoping not to run into.

The Wendigo stood a few yards away, staring down at us with hollow eye sockets. It seemed to sniff the air before letting out a guttural sound.

"…your soul…" It rasped. "I need… that soul!" It lunged forward, straight for me and I let out a yelp of terror, quickly getting up and bolting away.

What the hell does it want with my soul?! I wondered to myself as I ducked behind a tree, only to nearly lose my head as the Wendigo used its sharp claws to slash the bark just above my head. I darted away, hearing the beast right on my heels. I quickly grabbed a thick branch and used it as a bat, slamming the rotting piece of wood against the side of the monster's head as it splintered in half. The Wendigo screeched in pain and reeled back, my aunt taking this moment to step between the two of us with—

A small torch.

A small fucking torch.

"Aunt Valerie!" I cried in disbelief. "That's a tiny fucking torch!"

"I know what I'm doing Allie." She told me calmly and waved the torch towards the creature. It hissed and moved back, not liking that move one bit. I blinked in distraught. There was no way that torch would hold it off for long.

My aunt then pulled out a small spray canister, one of those ones that are highly flammable and contain pressurized air, and held it behind the torch. She pressed down on the trigger and with that, the torch turned into a flamethrower which hit the Wendigo straight on. It screeched and ran towards my aunt, long talons outreached towards her ready to rip through her flesh and bone. She dodged and grabbed me just in time for the Wendigo to claw into the dirt below. It shrieked in anger and agony as it slashed at a tree, clawing at just about everything in its path before it finally collapsed, body still aflame. My aunt quickly pulled out some sort of blanket and began putting out the fire before it caused too much attention. I panted slightly, brows furrowing as I grimaced at the corpse of the Wendigo.

Why did it want my soul of all things, and not like… my flesh or something? Why was my soul important to it?

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