It is said that the son of a chief when into the cave to go mining as he traveled deeper into the cave he lit a fire and took a torch. Soon he was encompassed in the earth's bosom. Suddenly a powerful draft nearly extinguished his torch leaving him in the cold, damp, dark. Quickly he grabbed his flint and tried to strike a spark before the torch lost all its light from the glowing embers. He successfully lit his torch, but it was too late. He had been in the dark, he couldn't see his surroundings, and it only took a moment for what lay lurking in the dark to claim its victim. Suddenly the cave was filled with ecos of screams and shouts of horor and pure terror. The sounds of his cries for help were distorted by the caves echos and when they finaly reached the enterance of the cave it was just an unitelegable mess of screaming and noise. This spooked his horse and the horse ran back to the tribe, back to its stable, back to safety, safety that was far away from that young man.
The Chief, upon seeing his son's horse without his son was immediately worried, perhaps a cave in had spooked the horse, or a skinwalker or enemy tribe killed his son, maybe even the wendigo was to blame. As soon as he could he and 2 other tribesmen set off for the cave his son should have been, it was about a days ride away so when they got to the most of the cave 4 days had passed, no sounds could be heard from the mouth of the cave, but his sons pack and rations were laid out infront of it. The horses the men rode were nervous, something clearly wasn't right. The chief had one man stay out and watch their horses while he and his friend went in. Night was coming so they didn't have much time to look around but in the fading sunlight they saw the remains of a campfire deep in the cave, the cheif decided that exploring the cave exhausted wouldn't be productive so they exited and set up camp for the night.
That night the chief had a dream he saw his son as a ghost, and was warned not to go in the cave, there is great danger in there. The cheif sad to see his son dead expressed that he wanted to retrieve his sons body so that he can give him a proper funeral and burial, the son agreed but warned his father, "you cannot let your light go out or you will meat the same fate as me" after promising his son this he awoke, the first light of dawn peaking over the Utah Mountians.
The chief and his friend entered the cave and light a fire both men grabbed grabbed torch amd began their treck deeper into the cave, a few minutes of walking and searching later they found a burned out torch, covered in dried blood. Suddenly the other man stepped into something sticky and foul smelling upon closer inspection it was a pool of rotting blood Suddenly a powerful draft blew through threatening to extinguish their torches. In a moment of panic the other man ran to the chief, and the chief remembering his son's warning put his torch against his friends strengthening the flame, when the draft was gon e the were able to inspect the remains of the cheifs son. Having to berry your own Chile is one of the hardest thing a parent can go through, so think for a moment how hard it must have been to be the chief picking up the peices of what's left of your child. It paints a very sad and gruesome picture.
As the chieff fount bits of his son's clothing to his arm and his torso witch lay in a pool of rotting blood, there is enough blood for the cheif to realize that his son suffered and likely bread out befor having his neck redused to a bloody stump. A little deeper they could see his sons head placed on an outcropping in the rock, they could also hear a deep growling laughter from farther within the cave, it seemed as if it were taunting the chief, asking him what he was gonna do about his son's death. After collecting his head the cheif instructed his friend to walk backwards out of the cave and the chief would guide him, as they exited the other man saw something, lurking just outside the circle of light cast by his torch was something big, it wore a necklace of skulls strung with dried intestine. Its clothing seemed to be made out of bones or covered in them. The beast was short but wide, it had pointed teeth and beady small pure blak eyes, black as obsidian. As the pair walked into the sunlight the creature that was following them faded into the darkness. As the chief and the man he left outside were preparing to leave the last man had an idea, he made a plan so that the creature would never get out and kill anyone else or to prevent anyone else from wandering in. Using the heat from a bondfire he and the other men cracked the stone roof of the cave, after beating at it the cave began to collapse. After all was said and done they headed home to mourn the loss of their son amd tribesman...
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