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You have moved to North America, specifically to West Virginia. They say it's a town with beautiful forests and mountains. Which, by the way, is true. However, there are rumors circulating about a certain creature: The Wendigo. They say that if you hear its cry near your home, it will pursue you as its prey, and there will be no escape. As a fan of mysticism and a xenophile, you find this intriguing and chuckle at the thought.

After purchasing a house near the forest, you began to renovate it to your liking. Fortunately, you didn't have to replace any items. In the late afternoon, you successfully completed the renovation of your room, adapting it to your style. Exhausted but content, you turned on a movie on your laptop and, while munching on chips, failed to notice the darkness of the forest, where a pair of black beady eyes was observing you.

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The next day, as you were walking home from college, immersed in your headphones and daydreaming, you caught a glimpse of police cars parked outside a house, and an elderly woman being carried out. The sight was not for the faint of heart (you're not that kind of person): the body was mutilated and disemboweled, with bones protruding from the flesh and the jaw hanging like a piece of jello. With a moment of sympathy for the elderly woman, you continued on your path home through the town and into the forest.

In the evening.

You were cooking yourself dinner, with your headphones on. The light from your kitchen illuminated the room and you, towards the window that was not covered by the bamboo blinds. At that moment, your headphones ran out of power, and with a displeased click of your tongue, you plugged them in to charge. It was at this moment that you began to think about the old woman earlier in the day. Who could have caused such severe injuries? Of course, you're going back to mysticism, but if you look at it from a realistic perspective, the killer must have had some psychological trauma or issue, considering what he did to that poor woman.

It was at that moment that you heard it. A moose call. God, it was eerie. How could such animals make such frightening sounds?