The first time it happened, no one had really paid much attention. It was a visceral death, sure, one that had covered the papers in pictures of gore and blood. Yet, it was easy to explain away. A hunter dead in the forest, with claw and bite marks? It was a case that was as closed as soon as it was opened. A bear attack, a stray dog, whatever it was, it wasn't worth anybody's time, and everyone forgot about the case.<br/><br/>Until the next time. The next time, it wasn't as easy to explain away. A family found dead, hearts gone, the only sign of someone else having being the red velvet of a deer's antlers. After that, it wasn't hard for the finger pointing to start. Talk of mythical creatures and wendigos spread through the town faster than the police and media could keep up with, and the situation quickly turned mad. Witch hunts and murders popped up in towns overs, brothers killing each other because even the threat of wendigos was enough to send people into a frenzy.<br/><br/>A month later, the body count has risen to ten, and the town of Youngsville has almost become a ghost town. No leads, nowhere else to go, the citizens are terrified to leave their homes. The last body was found 13 hours ago, a young girl who had been traveling home from school. Now, the police are getting desperate. They need someone more suited to this talk of wendigos and monsters to help them.