Im gonna actually try to write a story

"Jesus, these people were crazy." Mark said, closing the door of the prison-like cage.

Words like "Help us" and "We're starving" were scrawled in bloody letters across the walls. Mark walked over to a room that looked like it had a metric ton of info in it. Mark jiggled the doorknob.

Locked. He didn't really know what to expect. He took a glance at his MP912 rex, which was in its holster. Then at his side by side shotgun. He decided to use his shotgun to blast the lock open, One, because it had a 50% more success chance, and two, because He had more ammunition for it. He pointed at the lock and gave it a blast. He aimed two inches too far, but shotgun spread got the right place anyway. He pushed the door open. The door fell right down. Wait it was off it's hinges already? that wouldve been nice ti know befor he wasted a perfectly good shell that could had been used to kill a spider. He had a damn battle axe, too. He started to search the drawers for many info about those maniacs. He didn't really blame them, though. If he was couped up in a room that small with a dozen other people with nothing to eat exept for those people, he wouldve gome crazy, too. He found a file folder thqat waas about as thick as the third book of Harry Potter. Apparently they turned into "Wendigoes". But get this. They turned into wendigoes by actually eating eachother. God. These people were actually crazier than he thought. In it, there was a journal regarding wendigoes. "Only a few men have dared hunt the Wendigo. I am the only man who has kept them under control. Heed these words, or it shall be your death. And your death will not be the last. The Wendigo must be contained!The Wendigo grows out of CANNIBALISM! When a human is desperate and craves food, trapped on the mountain in the fierce winter storms, when he has eaten nothing for many days, the Wendigo spirit will begin to possess him. Even the strongest man is weak to it. He will kill without remorse - often those companions who have travelled with him. He will eat the flesh raw from the corpses.I have seen this happen, for many years ago, a craving for flesh that cannot be sated. And then the change begins. The eyes turn first and become milky and white. Then the teeth become longer, like fangs. The creature grows and the skin is pulled taut across the bones." -the journal

(By the way, this is based off of the game, "Until Dawn".)

wait, i'm gonna write another one in the next story in first person view.