SHORT HORROR STORY; YOU AND YOUR FRIEND HEAD OUT TO THE WOODS IN A TREEHOUSE TO GO CAMPING; YOUR FRIEND SAYS HE LEFT A FEW THINGS IN THE CAR AND WILL BE BACK IN LESS THAN AN HOUR; TWO HOURS GO BY AND HE HASN'T SHOWN UP YET; SEVERAL HOURS HAVE PAST, IT IS NIGHTTIME AND DARK OUT AND YOUR FRIEND HASN'T RETURNED; YOU GO TO SLEEP FEARING THAT SOMETHING BAD HAS HAPPENED TO HIM; NOT LONG AFTER, YOU'RE AWOKEN BY SOMEONE CALLING YOUR NAME FROM WITHIN THE PITCH BLACK FOREST; YOU REALIZE IT'S YOUR FRIEND'S VOICE CALLING YOUR NAME BUT ALSO REALIZE HIS VOICE SOUNDS A BIT OFF AND DISTORTED AND IS GETTING CLOSER TO YOU; YOU REALIZE IT'S NOT YOUR FRIEND AND CAN HEAR THE FAKE VOICE RIGHT BELOW THE TREEHOUSE; YOU HEAR SOMETHING BEGIN TO CRAWL UP THE LADDER AND YOU FIRE A FEW ROUNDS FROM YOUR GUN AND HEAR SOMETHING SCREECH AND RUN AWAY; YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT INTO THE FOREST TO SEE WHAT MADE THAT NOISE ONLY TO SEE THAT IT WAS A WENDIGO