Sam nods his head. "Like monsters. Like your Wendigo. And my brother and I ran across one years ago. Just after I got back into the hunting business." He recalls the job as if it was almost yesterday, even if it was what seems to be many years ago. "But I can see how staying here is waay better than going to deal with a creature with superhuman powers."

And he swallows a little. "And with a taste for human flesh. But if you want to know, how we killed it. My brother used a flare gun." He really wonders if the fabled creature isn't much different where Josh comes from. "Still it sucks to be the target of one." He thinks the idea of being kept alive just to end up being devoured by a former human that got its start by devouring other humans.

Sam visibly shudders, and he looks to Josh. And he wonders if he is being a bit insensitive, and as much as he wants to shift the topic back to something more positive, Sam looks worried. "Has anyone tried to help you defeat it?" Is he offering his services as a hunter? Maybe.