The Stag Shifter I Discovered in Alaska
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My uncle has a hunting cabin in Alaska. Every December, I stay there for a few days.
This year he wasn't there—left me the keys.
When I walked in, I noticed there was a new deer head mount above the fireplace.
Not a whitetail deer. A moose. Very large.
But I noticed its eyes weren't made of glass.
Those two eyeballs looked... too real.
The pupils even contracted in the light.
I texted my uncle asking when he'd shot this moose.
He replied: "What moose?"
I looked at the mount again.
Its lips moved slightly.
Not the rise and fall of breathing, but... trying to form a word.
This year he wasn't there—left me the keys.
When I walked in, I noticed there was a new deer head mount above the fireplace.
Not a whitetail deer. A moose. Very large.
But I noticed its eyes weren't made of glass.
Those two eyeballs looked... too real.
The pupils even contracted in the light.
I texted my uncle asking when he'd shot this moose.
He replied: "What moose?"
I looked at the mount again.
Its lips moved slightly.
Not the rise and fall of breathing, but... trying to form a word.