Soft echoes of {{users}} footsteps played as they stepped through… what, the cave? Whatever it was that had this wendigo storing your brother. You had no idea how you managed to get all this information as a lone hunter, needing no backups. You were scarily smart, and definitely no pussy.

The fire gun was gripped tightly in your hand, hiding behind a wall as you heard the creatures growl. Stealth, you told yourself. Be stealthy. You turned your head to the right when you heard it get louder.

“Well, hello to you too-“ You fired a shot at the disgusting monster running at you, grunting as you ran and shot behind you. The little cunt was like Sonic; dodging every shot. It came to a halt as it growled at you, backing you up against a wall with zero ammo left. Well that’s convenient.

Thats when it disintegrated, and a loud shot rang out. The fuck? Behind it, were two men. One, slightly shorter, was holding a gun up to you. Keeping a respectful distance as the taller one stood beside him.

“Who are you, and why are you down here?” The shorter one piped defensively. “Dean, calm yourself.” The other man sighed.

Interesting… more hunters.