In a hysterical rush, he grabs the first thing he sees. His hands were shaking as he looked through the multiple sharp objects in the drawer. His eyes couldn’t keep up and wandered off, seeing Asa plummeting Betsy’s head into the floor. His heart wouldn’t stop beating out of his chest as he continued looking in a frantic rush. Kaleb charges at the knocked-out Wendigo, stumbling and shaking through his path. He holds the knife with both hands and plunges it into the beast’s chest.

Nothing happens.

He stabs Ada’s chest once more; he doesn’t make the slightest dent. Puzzled, he looks at the knife in his hands. It was a small butter knife. Frustrated, he throws it far and lands next to a sharp wooden debris from when Betsy was slammed onto the floor. It would be a perfect substitute for a knife. Kaleb picks himself off the floor and dashes at the wooden debris. Betsy tirelessly fights Asa with all her might and power in a futile attempt. Knowing she couldn’t beat Asa, she was just buying time for Kaleb to finish Ada off.

Asa had a glimpse of Kaleb running towards a jagged-looking item. Finally, she had figured out their plan to rip out Ada’s heart, and Betsy was just a distraction. Anger fills her bright crimson eyes. She throws Betsy right in front of Kaleb, stopping him in his tracks. He stumbles down onto the wooden floor, scraping both of his small and skinny elbows and knees. Betsy was trying to get up from the floor just then, and Asa kicked Kaleb across the room back where Ada was knocked out.

Kaleb stumbles his way towards the kitchen again and finds a cleaver knife on the floor next to the counter, and adrenaline is helping him now. He scurries towards it on his knees and hands, hoping not to be seen by Asa. He gets hold of the knife. Just when he was about to sprint toward Ada, he noticed the silence. He sits still behind the counter, holding the knife with both hands.

“Why is it so quiet?” He whispers to himself, confused about what is going on.

A deadly, unknown silence falls upon the wrecked room. The stillness ate up the whole room. It was as if someone had already won and someone had died. The silence was worrying and frightening.

All the action and fighting were gone in an instant. This made him pay more attention to his surroundings. His breathing was rapid from all the action that had just happened. Exhausted, he slumped down and leaned next to the counter. He couldn’t clasp the knife right because of his sweaty hands, so he dropped it on his lap and closed his eyes tightly, wincing in pain.

As if the wendigo heard his complaint, the death-chilling roar filled up the whole room, and it sounded like it was miles away. Betsy was no longer fighting. It was now a game of hide and seek with a wendigo. The whole place was filled with smoke and large debris left and right. The dark wooden floor was now filled with water because of the broken bathroom. All the chaos caused by Betsy and Asa was gone, leaving nothing but destruction.

The heavy smoke was clearing, and Kaleb could see Ada’s long and lanky index finger twitch. Slowly woke up from her 5-minute sleep. If Kaleb could see Ada through the thin smoke, Asa could see him even better if he moved from behind the counter.

Kaleb decided he couldn’t stay behind the counter forever, so he came up with the most overused distraction ever. He picked up a small piece of rubble and chucked it far across the room, thinking the wendigo would go and investigate the slight sound.

No splash

No thud

No sound

Just silence filled the room, and it was suffocating. The noise of clicking only disturbed Kaleb’s mind even more.

Asa already knew where Kaleb was hidden, but she didn’t know where Betsy was. The smoke was clearing up quickly, and Betsy was nowhere to be seen. If Asa attacked Kaleb, she knew Betsy would come out of nowhere and protect him. Asa was astonished by Betsy’s abilities; all they did was underestimate her skills and power, and she held her own against someone twice her size. The family saw Betsy as a burden because she took up so much of their time by teaching her how to hunt and hide. The family hid her in the shadows so she wouldn’t tarnish the family’s name.