Shackles of the Past
"Catch a wendigo?" Blank was utterly confused by this proposal. "How do we even begin to do that?"
"First, we need a trap. The cave will be that trap, we just need to make a few more adjustments." Harker said. "Then, a bait. Someone who will lure the wendigo in the cave while the attacker comes in. We only need one wendigo. So there needs to be a defense, someone who will block the other wendigos from going inside."
He added while drawing lines on the snow. "I will be the attacker. We will execute the plan three days from now."
"Why three days?" Joan asked.
"I need to experiment with something." He said. "Within those three days, I need help with hunting. I heard the howls of wolves before, the hoots of the owls, and of course, I have seen many deers wandering around."
"What will you do once you hunt those animals?" Blank asked.