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Surviving Darkness, Loving Fiercely

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1101    |    Released on: 02/07/2025

ess Arizona heat pressing in from outside. I kept my eyes on the shimmering black ribbon of highway that stretched to the horizon, a straight, lonely line cutting through an endless expa

d so liberating, so full of adventure, when we planned it back in our cramped city apartment. Now, the

t. She had her sketchbook open on her lap but wasn't dra

re rocks? More dirt? I think I'v

Out there."

d silhouetted against the bright sky. It was hard to make out any details through the

ic side kicking in immediately. "Maybe

ly hesitant. "There's nothing out there. No trail, n

slowing the car and starting to pull over onto the gravel

'd kicked up slowly settled around us. I looked back at the figure. It was still waving,

quick," I said, reach

and grabbed my arm, her

ai

en feeling evaporated. Her face was pale, all the color drained from it. Her eyes, usually so full of artist

Em, you're

he breathed, her knuckles whi

What's

st standing there, perfectly still. As I watched, it seemed to... jerk. A

voice cracked. "L

eemed too long, too thin. And they were bent at an angle that wasn't right,

rted moving

nsect-like speed. It covered the distance with a fluid motion that was utterly

word tearing from her thr

ed to life, and the tires spun on the loose gravel, kicking up a shower of rocks before they found purchase on

ad, but I could hear Emily sobbing be

re?" I yelled, m

been dragged across the trunk. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I thought it might break them. I pushed the a

All I could think about was putting as much di

indly, keeping pace with the car just at the edge of the road. Its face was a pale smudge in the dust cloud, but I could feel its at

gan to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in shade

e pedal. My hands were slick with sweat, and they trembled so violently I could barely keep them on the

he hum of the engine. The silence that followed the chase was almost as terrifying as the chase itself. It left too much room for the image o

to come up. We had seen something that shouldn't exist, something tha

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Surviving Darkness, Loving Fiercely
Surviving Darkness, Loving Fiercely
“The Arizona desert stretched endlessly before us, a shimmering ribbon of highway cutting through red rock and scrub. My best friend Emily and I were three days into our cross-country road trip, the initial excitement long gone, replaced by heat and boredom. Then Emily pointed. "Are you seeing this?" Far off the road, a figure stood, impossibly tall, waving. I dismissed it, thinking of a stranded hiker, already slowing the car. But Emily grabbed my arm, her face drained of color, eyes wide with a terror I' d never seen. "Don't get out of the car," she choked out. "Look at its legs." They were too long, bent at a sickening, backward angle. Then it moved, not walking, but scrambling with inhuman, insect-like speed, closing the distance in seconds. "Run!" Emily screamed. "That's not human!" My foot found the gas pedal, tires spitting gravel as we fishtailed onto the highway. It scraped against the trunk, a sickening thud, then impossibly, kept pace, a spindly shadow in the rearview mirror. We were safe, for a moment, after escaping the desert monster, only to have our tires slashed outside a shady garage. The mechanic and his goons tried to corner us, but a deputy' s timely arrival saved us. We thought it was over. We were wrong. News reports followed us home, showing our "Desert Wendigo" was appearing nationwide. The world wasn't safe. And we knew its dark secret.”
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