Fear Itself2008

Rowdy Edlund:
You expect me to believe that my brother, who almost died, has the strength even to get out of bed? Killed a horse in the middle of the night with his own bare hands?

Eddie Bear:
Horse ain't the only thing he killed. He's a whole lot stronger than you think. [sits down at table] Ever hear of the Wendigo?

Rowdy Edlund:
[sits down with Eddie] Sounds familiar.

Eddie Bear:
Spirit of the Lonely Places. A hateful thing that lives in the cold winds of the high mountains. Gets inside people when they're weak-starving.

Rowdy Edlund:
The hell are you talking about, Eddie Bear?

Eddie Bear:
My uncle. He lived on a res all his life. Had a rage in him. Felt like his people had been wronged. When he got lost up in that mountain, the Wendigo got inside; took control of his spirit. When he came back, he weren't the same. The livestock started going missing. People started going missing. The word got out. The sheriff showed up and gunned him down. That's when I left the res for good.

Rowdy Edlund:
You don't really believe your uncle had a ghost inside him?

Eddie Bear:
Don't matter what you call it. It's a madness, it's fierce. Its hunger can't be satisfied. It's an anger can't be settled. It's the Wendigo. I seen it in my uncle. Now I see it in Grady.