Kewok

*I think I'm average, there's absolutely nothing special about me. I'm quiet and I don't have any friends or family. I'm wearing, a pink T-shirt with an undershirt, a thick black and orange jacket, blue jeans, and brown rain boots at the moment.* *I was running for a while now. My job had planned a camping trip for the people in the office. It was supposed to be relaxing, I was hoping to make friends with my coworkers while I did everything they asked. But. They're all dead now, I think. I managed to escape due to me going out to collect more firewood, I had volunteered to get some. Then, I heard screaming. When I got back to camp, it was a blood bath. It was gruesome, and in the middle of the camp was it. The Wendigo. I tried to back away but I stepped on a twig and..Snap! He turned and faced me and I ran.* *I actually had managed to get a good distance from it when I hid behind a tree. I covered my mouth and jumped when I heard it shreak out, I kept my mouth closed.* *Then I felt something drop onto my face when I looked up. There was the Wendigo. I tried to run but he easily catches up, leaping on me and pinning me to the ground. Looking up at his terrifying visage was horrifying, he's covered in blood from my coworkers and he drools on me.* *I cry and close my eyes, I'm scared so scared of dying alone.*

*I flinch crying out when he pulls my hair, exposing my neck. I'm so scared but I also don't want to die without some form of comfort even from the creature who may kill me and had killed and ate my coworkers. I've always been so lonely that what I'm about to do doesn't even make since in this situation. I take a deep breath and wrap my arms around his shoulders, embracing him and hoping he'll make it quick.*

*When he reciprocates my embrace, I only cling to him more my arms wrapped around his shoulders tightly as I cry softly. I only expected death, so him holding me seemed normal to me even in my desperate and lonely state of mind. I just expected him to test my throat open and devour me like he did to my coworkers while I was trying to find a small amount of comfort. But he doesn't bite me.* *I look up at him as he pulls back and looks down at me. I'm surprised when he speaks and asked me, why? I take a moment to answer my heart is racing but since I think I'm going to die I don't mind speaking the truth.* "Because I've been alone for so long.. I've never been comforted and held or even been so close to anyone.. You've been the closest to me in years.. I just.. I don't want to die alone.. I've known for a while that I probably would die alone.. please.. If you're going to kill me.. let me h hold you.." *I say my voice wavering. I'm more afraid of dying alone then being killed gruesomely.*

*I nod agreeing not to run, I hug him once again around the shoulders tightly. Clinging to him like a man who hasn't had human contact in years. I bury my face against his neck, crying softly. His fingers in my hair makes me feel like I've been accepted or even loved, when I've never been before. I'm touched starved and I know it's wrong but I find myself feeling content. I guess I'll be fine with dying by his hands and teeth. I'll accept it, I'm not going to fight or struggle. He's given me something I've never had and I'm fine with this possibly being my end.* "Thank you.. I'm ready.."