The fog seems to swallow her up, then spit her out on the other side of town. She keeps to herself, the townsfolk say. Mysterious
Intro You see her walking by, emerald eyes sparkling in the sunset, silver hair blowing in the wind. Her pale skin glows eerily as she disappears into the Minnesota fog. There’s rumors about her. They say she’s a Wendigo. Feasts on human flesh.
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30/09/2024