The Wendigo's Bite
Emy was trying her best not to cry, afraid that the creatures might hear her. She felt as if her heart was slowly leaving her chest. Emy was merely gazing at the animals when she suddenly recalled the person who had forced her to separate from Reed. It didn't resemble the creatures that had taken her away. It had muscles, but she was pretty sure it didn't look like them. Indeed, she was there because of someone or something else's actions. She didn't have a clue why she ended up with those creepy creatures, but the real mystery was figuring out who or what those dangerous creatures were.
'Help me. Help me. Help me.'