A note from Edie.
Morris hunts people from the road, but he won't share the meat. I've been living off of the scraps, but the toenails keep getting caught in my teeth. Now he's starting to look me strangely, with hunger in his eyes. He's changing, we both are. Question is, who's going to feast first.
- Wendigo Cave
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