!TW: GORE, VIOLENCE, DEATH, MURDER!

The day was dull and grey, and the world seemed to be colorless except for the beautiful, sunset-colored fall leaves. A carpet of frost littered the ground like shattered stars, and crisp wind blew, shaking the trees and making red, gold, orange, and brown leaves fall to the ground. It was the type of weather for jeans, a sweater, a scarf, and some warm gloves. Halo walked along the sidewalk wearing all that but the gloves, which she regretted – she shoved her numbing hands into the pockets of her jeans, which seemed no warmer than the icy air. She glanced around at the virtually empty road; it was a Wednesday morning, and no one seemed to be around. They were probably all at school and work and such. She continued onwards, aiming for the woods. She was going to visit a little spot, rumored to be cursed by all the high school students; a spot where many kids had disappeared – never to be heard or seen from again. It was well that lay in a clearing in the forest.

She didn’t know why she was headed there; she felt almost driven by an invisible force - but she didn’t seem to think to question anything. Halo turned to the trail of dead grass that led to the woods. It took her away from the sidewalk and towards the trees, still holding on to some of their half-dead yet still beautiful leaves. She had never been to this place before, but somehow knew exactly where to go, and as she walked further into the forest, she felt the strangest sensation pinned on her back. Still, she didn’t seem concerned. She continued to trek along the path, the leaves under her feet silent instead of crunching, which was somehow, soothing yet unsettling.

Taking a turn, she suddenly arrived at the place she’d been drawn to: the well. She walked over to it, and sat down on its fine stone edge, gazing down into the well. The water, was dark and black, littered with fire-colored leaves. They slowly drifted across the surface, hesitant almost, as if something would come up from the depths and attack. Halo stared down into the water, seeming almost captivated by its deep dark waters. It was odd, almost; her eyes grew empty, as though her soul was leaking through her eyes and pouring into the well. The sensation on her back grew stronger, yet she paid no attention. All her attention was captured by the well. The colorful leaves suddenly swirled on top of the well, and suddenly the water started turning a dark red, the color of blood. Halo hadn’t even noticed where the coloring had come from at first – her own body.

Blood seeped down the front of her shirt, pooling on the edge of the well, falling into the water below it. Her empty gaze slowly drifted away from the black water and down to her shirt, where she saw the blood and the cause of the blood loss: a sharp, sinister, curved claw, that glistening with her own blood. Suddenly, her eyes gained their color again, and her mouth opened in a scream, but was clamped shut by a huge hand, six, long, sharp, glittering claws adorning it. A skulled face crowned with two long, piercing antlers sprouting from its head slowly dropped down in front of her face. The eye sockets of the skull were empty and endless, yet they seemed to pierce Halo’s face with greed. She struggled but could barely move; the pain exploding in her body was agonizing. Tears spilled from her eyes, soaking the hand covering her mouth. They dripped off the claws, which were now shimmering with tears.

The terrifying creature’s gaze seemed to stare into her soul, and slowly, the color started to seep away from her eyes again. Her eyes half-closed in pain, and the creature’s gaze seemed to get stronger. Then, its empty eyes suddenly lit up with a blinding white light, and Halo’s own voice echoed out from the skull: “Welcome to The Well of the Wendigo.”

The skull-covered face abruptly twisted upwards and away from Halo’s, a distorted sound piercing the air. The claw was ripped out of her gut, and the hand clawed away from her face, leaving jagged, bleeding cuts behind. She fell to the ground, her scream finally escaping her throat, and collapsed, sobbing. Her blood soaked into the earth below, and she felt all strength escape her body. She knew the creature was still there, watching her slowly come to her demise. The one who had caused it. The Wendigo. She was suddenly roughly flipped on her back, claws digging into her sides and throwing her backwards to the ground. Now she could see the awful face of the creature again, its claws covered in her own blood, its glowing white eyes. It towered above her, its tall, eerie, terrifying figure looming over her. She begged her body to move, but the pain was excruciating, and as much as she tried, she could barely move at all.

Its gleaming eyes stared at her, and abruptly flickered off. And then, it lunged. Its claws sank into her chest, piercing all the way through and into the ground below. Halo screamed in agony, but soon she hadn’t even the strength to scream. It tore through her chest and stomach, ripping her upper torso to shreds of flesh and skin, blood pouring from her body. Tears of anguish flooded from her eyes, and soon her vision blurred and all feeling in her body was lost. As her eyes slowly proceeded to completely lose sight, she lay motionless on the ground, in a pool of her own blood. Her vision worsened, but before it was finally lost, her tormentor came into view one final time: the Wendigo. Its skull was soaked in blood – her blood, and it was trailing down the creature’s hideous body, gently drizzling onto the forest floor. Its long, sharp claws were covered as well, all twelve of them dripping in the thick, dark-red liquid. A long, forked tongue flicked out of its mouth, licking the blood from its te

-eeth. And then the lights in its eyes flickered out, and it stared into Halo’s dead, failing eyes. And slowly, her eyes closed for the last time.

sure; he might try to eat you tho

ah dang ok! gl on your test mate!

ASIFDJGH BRO I- TYSM YOU HAVE NO CLUE HOW MUCH THAT MENT TO ME 😭✨ im so glad you enjoyed it! it did take a bit of time and thinking for me to write <3 i really can't thank you enough; that really means a lot to me man; thank you so much thank you for putting in the time to reading it <33 and youre completely fine that you couldnt read it the other day! i understand busy schedules (3

:D im so glad you enjoyed it!