Arrowhead Park nature center
"Little pig, little pig, let me iiinnnnn...." Dimitri rasped as he slowly drug his claws across the wooden door that stood between him and his prey. From within the nature center, the sounds of sobbing could be heard as the woman hiding beneath a desk inside of the center curled into a tight ball. The set up had been perfect for Dimitri, it was still cold enough to keep all but the most stubborn runners indoors, all he'd had to do was sit back and wait until he found a sufficient target. He didn't have to wait long as a woman that appeared to be in her late twenties had began to jog past the spot that he'd chosen to lie in ambush. From there it was a cake walk; Dimitri had smeared himself with dirt and leaves, partially transformed his leg so that the bones jutted out strangely, then proceeded to beg for help, pausing every now and then to moan or sob as if in severe pain. The woman had fallen for the trick hook, line, and sinker, and wandered off the trail and into the forest to find the location of the pleas for assistance. Once he was spotted, Dimitri spun a tale of how he'd been beaten and mugged by a group of men who dragged him off the path to cover their tracks. The woman had looked horrified -the exact reaction Dimitri had hoped for- and fumbled for her phone to call the police.
The very moment that she took her eyes off of Dimitri, the wendigo launched into action and tackled her to the ground, knocking away the phone in the process. Dimitri had sunken his teeth into her shoulder first, just to get a proper taste, however his victim had been quicker to react that he'd anticipated, and caught him with a surprisingly mean left hook. Knocked back, by by no means knocked out, Dimitri had decided to just transform right then and there and renew his assault while his victim got up to run. One swipe of his claws was all it took to sever her left leg's achilles tendon and lacerate her calf. Dimitri hadn't bothered to finish the woman then, rather, he chose to let her have a ten minute headstart, which allowed her to locate the nature center and lock herself in. Tracking her was simple enough as she had so kindly left a trail of blood droplets in her escape attempt.
Dimitri dragged his claws against the door again, savoring the sensation of his nails biting into the wood as well as the fresh sobs from behind the door. He would have continued to toy with his food a bit longer, however a sudden thought made his blood run cold: he'd taken care to make her drop her phone outside, but there was very likely a land line inside the center. With a snarl Dimitri smashed open the door and looked about frantically. The woman was easy enough to locate thanks to the fresh bout of hiccuping sobs, however that was not what caught Dimitri's attention. What caught his attention, was the telephone that lay by it's receiver on the desk above his quarry. The wendigo felt rage bubble in his gut then as he realized that she'd probably managed to send a call out to the local PD.
Robbed of both time for further fun and time for a peaceful meal, Dimitri roared menacingly and cleared the distance between him and the desk in half a second, "YOU SKEEVY LITTLE WENCH!" he bellowed as he threw aside the piece of furniture which shattered after impacting a wall. Dimitri dove onto the woman without a word, she hadn't even gotten a chance to scream as she was violently dismembered and eaten. Under normal circumstances, Dimitri would have left barely a trace of his deeds, however now all he wanted to do was rip and tear without concern for his actions. And rip and tear he did; by the time Dimitri was finished, there was blood and flesh staining the floor, the walls, and even a few spots on the ceiling. His victim wasn't even recognizably as human anymore, merely a pulped mess of blood and bone.
Once Dimitri regained his senses, the wendigo took off, leaving behind a gory crime scene that would shake the hardest of men. One thing was certain, whomever the police department sent to examine the crime scene was in for one hell of a show, and an even more hellish case.
"Little pig, little pig, let me iiinnnnn...." Dimitri rasped as he slowly drug his claws across the wooden door that stood between him and his prey. From within the nature center, the sounds of sobbing could be heard as the woman hiding beneath a desk inside of the center curled into a tight ball. The set up had been perfect for Dimitri, it was still cold enough to keep all but the most stubborn runners indoors, all he'd had to do was sit back and wait until he found a sufficient target. He didn't have to wait long as a woman that appeared to be in her late twenties had began to jog past the spot that he'd chosen to lie in ambush. From there it was a cake walk; Dimitri had smeared himself with dirt and leaves, partially transformed his leg so that the bones jutted out strangely, then proceeded to beg for help, pausing every now and then to moan or sob as if in severe pain. The woman had fallen for the trick hook, line, and sinker, and wandered off the trail and into the forest to find the location of the pleas for assistance. Once he was spotted, Dimitri spun a tale of how he'd been beaten and mugged by a group of men who dragged him off the path to cover their tracks. The woman had looked horrified -the exact reaction Dimitri had hoped for- and fumbled for her phone to call the police.
The very moment that she took her eyes off of Dimitri, the wendigo launched into action and tackled her to the ground, knocking away the phone in the process. Dimitri had sunken his teeth into her shoulder first, just to get a proper taste, however his victim had been quicker to react that he'd anticipated, and caught him with a surprisingly mean left hook. Knocked back, by by no means knocked out, Dimitri had decided to just transform right then and there and renew his assault while his victim got up to run. One swipe of his claws was all it took to sever her left leg's achilles tendon and lacerate her calf. Dimitri hadn't bothered to finish the woman then, rather, he chose to let her have a ten minute headstart, which allowed her to locate the nature center and lock herself in. Tracking her was simple enough as she had so kindly left a trail of blood droplets in her escape attempt.
Dimitri dragged his claws against the door again, savoring the sensation of his nails biting into the wood as well as the fresh sobs from behind the door. He would have continued to toy with his food a bit longer, however a sudden thought made his blood run cold: he'd taken care to make her drop her phone outside, but there was very likely a land line inside the center. With a snarl Dimitri smashed open the door and looked about frantically. The woman was easy enough to locate thanks to the fresh bout of hiccuping sobs, however that was not what caught Dimitri's attention. What caught his attention, was the telephone that lay by it's receiver on the desk above his quarry. The wendigo felt rage bubble in his gut then as he realized that she'd probably managed to send a call out to the local PD.
Robbed of both time for further fun and time for a peaceful meal, Dimitri roared menacingly and cleared the distance between him and the desk in half a second, "YOU SKEEVY LITTLE WENCH!" he bellowed as he threw aside the piece of furniture which shattered after impacting a wall. Dimitri dove onto the woman without a word, she hadn't even gotten a chance to scream as she was violently dismembered and eaten. Under normal circumstances, Dimitri would have left barely a trace of his deeds, however now all he wanted to do was rip and tear without concern for his actions. And rip and tear he did; by the time Dimitri was finished, there was blood and flesh staining the floor, the walls, and even a few spots on the ceiling. His victim wasn't even recognizably as human anymore, merely a pulped mess of blood and bone.
Once Dimitri regained his senses, the wendigo took off, leaving behind a gory crime scene that would shake the hardest of men. One thing was certain, whomever the police department sent to examine the crime scene was in for one hell of a show, and an even more hellish case.
