The Diary

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Tuesday 13 1915,

        It's been about 3 days since I got trapped in the basement of my house, unable to get out. I can feel the air running out. Since the hurricane struck our town, I can feel the presence of something out of this world. Everytime it comes closer, the room becomes colder. I can see their blood-red eyes watching me. I hope somebody will come save me quickly, but I dont think so...

Friday 16 1915,

        The hurricane wiped out everything from Ruddock. I don't know if anybody has survived and my supplies are running out. I think I'm going insane. I'm starting to hear familiar voices, even though I know they are all dead. I can still sence their eyes watching me. I've heard stories about them from my grandparents. They called them Wendigos. Cannibalistic creatures with endless desire for human flesh. Yes, stories. Or what I thought they would be...

Sunday 18 1915,

         I can feel it. Death is everywhere. No one will make it. We will all die. We must all die. Anyone who approaches this city will soon  be dead. Ah, they are here to get me. Finally, I can....

Many years later, a rich family came and built the town from scratch, not knowing what might come ahead. Or did they...

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