Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Horror

Me, and my 3 friends were going on a late hike in Michigan. We were up north, and if you've ever been up north you know it's mostly a forest. It was dark, and windy; however we nearly finished the hike, so we went on. Out flashlights were the only source of light. "Stop!" A man yelled. We shined our flashlights on him. He was between 5ft 8in, and 6ft. He was wearing a blue coat with yellow sleeves. His black pants were barly visible. "Don't you know it's dangerous out here!" He yelled. I then noticed the wooden rifle. "Come on! I'll take you to a safe place." He said. He then walk single us to come. He then took of his fur hat. "Don't you know this is wendigo country?" The hunter said as he entered a cabin. We continued walking to our car. "Hey! It's dangerous out there!" He yelled. We then heard a shot. We then began to run, but we didn't know what happened.