The Silent Warning

Everyone thinks skinwalkers are the scariest part of living near the reservation. They're wrong.

My grandfather told me a secret before he died. Skinwalkers aren't what we should fear.

He grew up in isolated New Mexico. He saw things. Figures that moved

wrong. But one winter, the sightings stopped. Completely. For three months,

nothing. That's when people started disappearing. Seven people walked into the desert

and never returned. Search parties found only footprints leading into emptiness, ending abruptly in

the middle of nowhere. Grandfather said skinwalkers weren't predators. They were the

warning system. Running from something else. Something that calls to you.