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Whispers of the Wilderness
The plane went down at 4:27 PM.
One moment, everything was calm — sunlight cascading through the windows, passengers sipping juice, and the gentle hum of altitude in the background. The next, there was screaming, rattling, and the terrifying, metallic groan of the Earth calling something home.
Among the thirty-five passengers on board Flight XE203, only six survived the crash into the snow-covered, pine-choked peaks of the Alaskan wilderness.
Nina Verma, a 26-year-old documentary filmmaker from Mumbai, wasn’t supposed to be on that flight. She’d swapped tickets with her colleague at the last moment. Life, it seemed, had chosen her for something else.
Day 1: Fire & Fear
The cold was violent. The snow was blinding. And the silence? The silence clawed at the mind.
Nina woke buried beneath a crushed seat, her leg bruised but not broken. Blood trickled from her temple, her camera shattered beside her. The wreckage of the plane steamed in the cold — a surreal sculpture of chaos and metal in a kingdom of frost.
The survivors:
- Luca, an ex-Navy medic with secrets darker than the forest.
- Amaya, a 12-year-old who hadn't cried since the crash.
- Jared, a sarcastic tech CEO who couldn't start a fire but could hack a satellite.
- Yuri, an old Russian mountaineer who spoke little but watched everything.
- Priya, a new mother who kept whispering to a baby that hadn’t survived the crash.
They were broken. But alive. And that was enough — for now.
Day 3: The Hunger Begins
The forest refused to be kind. No berries. No animals. The snow swallowed everything.
Luca tried hunting. Yuri set traps. Nina documented their progress — not with a camera now, but a notepad she found in the wreckage. She told herself that this story would survive even if she didn’t.
Amaya began speaking. “The trees whisper at night,” she said. “They talk about someone watching us.”
Nina didn’t believe her. At first.
Day 6: Something Watches
Jared disappeared during the night. His bootprints led to the edge of a frozen lake — and then vanished.
That night, they heard howling. Not wolves. Something else. Something that circled the wreckage, breathing. Watching.
They took turns staying awake. The fire became sacred. Nina felt her own mind fray. She began seeing things in the shadows — eyes. A silhouette standing too still among the trees.
Luca tried to keep the group sane. But even he began to mutter in his sleep: “We’re not alone here.”
Day 10: The Betrayal
Food ran out. Yuri tried to sneak away with the last protein bars. Luca stopped him. A fight broke out. Blood on the snow.
That night, Priya walked into the woods, whispering lullabies to her dead child. They never saw her again.
The group was now four.
Day 13: The Descent
They had to move. The plane’s emergency beacon never activated. If they stayed, they’d rot.
Yuri led them west. He believed there was a ranger station 50 miles away. But the snow worsened. Nina’s hands were raw. Amaya grew weak. They found a cave — warm, hidden — and decided to rest.
That’s when they saw it.
A claw. Not an animal’s. Too long. Too… intentional.
They weren't alone.
Day 15: The Truth in the Darkness
Inside the cave, they found bones. Old clothing. A journal in Russian — Yuri read it slowly.
A Soviet plane had crashed here decades ago. Survivors had turned against one another. Then something had found them. Something ancient. Something that feeds on pain and cold and fear.
“It mimics voices,” Yuri whispered. “It’s not just an animal.”
That night, they heard Priya’s voice calling from the forest: “Nina… come help me… the baby’s crying…”
Amaya screamed, “It’s not her! Don’t listen!”
Nina didn’t sleep at all.
Day 18: Fire & Freedom
They reached the ranger station — half-collapsed, long-abandoned, but with a working radio.
Yuri was gone. Dragged into the snow.
Luca was injured. Amaya was too weak to walk.
Nina made the call, sobbing into the radio: “Mayday… survivors of XE203… please… we’re still here.”
The thing came that night. A monster of shadows and snow, wearing Jared’s voice, Priya’s lullabies, Yuri’s screams.
Luca fought it off with fire. Burned it. Screamed until it vanished into the night like ash in the wind.
In the morning, the helicopter arrived. Rescue. Salvation.
But only two were still breathing: Nina and Amaya.
Epilogue: The Story That Lived
Nina wrote the tale as a bestselling memoir: “Whispers of the Wilderness.” She refused to dramatize it. The truth was terrifying enough.
Some called it fiction. Others called it a survival miracle.
But Nina knew the truth.
At night, in her dreams, she still hears the voice: “Nina… come help me… the baby’s crying…”
And she knows it’s still out there.
Watching.
Waiting.
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