A short story about a boy, his fears, and an unfamiliar house in the
"Before Tom disappeared from his own backyard, he and Daniel had spent holidays together, sleeping on each others’ floors, telling ghost stories so they’d be too scared to go to sleep. A year ago, Tom had told Daniel about the Windigo, a white, hairy beast that lived in the hills.
It had a massive head, the size of a lion’s, but its face was tiny, like a cat’s—or at least, that what you thought until it opened its jaws. Its mouth was hidden under fur, but when it opened wide, you could see three rows of teeth running ear to ear..."