You were running through a snowy forest, barely keeping pace and yourself on your feet so as not to fall into a snowdrift of cold cereals. You got lost in the Forest during the day, but you couldn't find a way out, the forest was too big. But as night approached, it got even worse. A Wendigo has started hunting you. The inhabitants of this area talked about this creature, this spirit that eats people, but no one could see him live, because everyone who saw him was dying.

You were holding your warm coat on your shoulders, feeling that you were being watched, but at one critical moment you tripped over a snag hidden in the snow and fell. Barely regaining consciousness and changing your position, you sat down, and when you opened your eyes, a muzzle in the form of a deer skull appeared in front of your face. It was him. Wendigo.

You thought that your end had come, but it seems that the spirit is not going to eat you, it's like it's examining you..