Spend the weekend at a haunted cabin? Easy.
…Until Sasquatch shows up.
As a paranormal podcaster, I’m no stranger to the strange and peculiar. But I have a secret: I don’t believe in ghosts.
My co-host is the true believer. Ghosts, demons, and curses are her jam. Mothman, Bigfoot, and every cryptid big and small are mine.
So for our Halloween special, we’re doing a little switcharoo. She’s on a mission to find Bigfoot, while I spend a few nights ghost hunting in a haunted cabin in the woods.
But it’s a bust. Go figure. I’m all alone in the heart of Bigfoot territory. I mean, he’s basically knocking on my door and—gulp. He is knocking on my door.
Scratch that. He’s knocking it down!
I chuck my Ouija board at the beast and hightail it out of there before he makes me his next meal. But when he catches up to me and I take a good, hard look at him, all I can think is: Would it be so bad?
Sasquatch has nothing on this man.
Hes ruggedly handsome. Built like a mountain. And the way he’s looking at me makes me think I might experience a few things that go bump in the night after all…
