Chapter 1

(Dante's pov)

Fiction...We love them. We fantasize them. We get ideas of them for movies or stories. Now...what if I told you if fiction was real? Fiction that puts you in the situations that you are really familar of. Now I know what you're thinking "Dante. Have you lost you're damn mind? There's no way something fiction can be for real.". And I understand it's crazy. But if I told you it was real the whole time and the media and books were all smoke and mirrors? Let me tell you of the most craziest thing happen to me on my vacation at the glacier national park at Montana. My name is Dante Vera and this is my story of how I met something from a fictional movie real.

Montana, Glacier national park.

November 28, 2015 12:00 pm

Weather: light snow

Glacier national park...what can I see about it? It's nice...good view and great for hiking.

I was camping alone in the forest so I can relieve my stress from doing my fanfic stories and started making fire. Now...I had to prepare myself with handmade spears for any mountain lions that try to attack me cause they are relentless. I won't kill them if that's what you're thinking but scare them away. I made the fire to warm myself and started cooking some fish.

I didn't bring my tablet at the time and decided to take my notebook and pen instead to take notes of what's going on. ...okay. that's a lie. I brought my tablet when I need to check the time and the weather. But I still got my notebook and pen.

As I waited for my fish to cook, I hear a twig snap. I look at where that sound was coming from and I see a sort of grown baby black bear. He seems to be looking for food. He approaches me as he nudges his head on my shoulder. I was scared at first but seems to want my raw fish.

I cautiously gave the bear fish and as he took the fish with his jaws, he starts eating the fish. My fish was still being cooked. So I should be thankful he wasn't getting my fish.

He happily roared as he finished his fish. He hugs me...yeah...he hugged me and I was shocked to how this baby trusts me so quickly.

"Uh...you welcome?"

He lets go of me and licks my face twice and runs away in the forest.

"Well...that was something."

No kidding...a baby bear getting friendly? I've seen baby bear cubs who get along with adults or kids as they grow up but this? That was awkward. Guess the bear trusts me as a friend. I don't know it's too much to register in my mind.

Anyway...Ignoring that strange moment, I finished cooking my fish and started eating it. Not my usual typical I eat everyday but hey it's great. I sent my friends messages about my trip in the glacier national park and I got messages of them saying how lucky I am to be camping and that they wish me luck. That got my spirits up to hear my friends care about me.

Hours have past as I was sleeping in my tent after I finished eating so that I can get some energy for hiking. Sounds normal, right? No...there was unusual silence in the air after a couple of hours...no birds...no bears and mountain lions making sounds. Nothing.

I was paranoid...scared...this was not my friend always told me about this camping ground. So sleeping was off the list and had to go check around to see what could possibly be stalking the woods with my spear.

I see birds flying off the tree in fear. I kept walking cautiously this time with my spear at the ready and as I got my spear at the ready.

As I got further to the forest, I saw what made me shocked for the rest of my life...baby bear I encountered was crying next to his dead mother who had it's head cut off. The baby bear sees me and walks towards me. I lower my spear and crouched down to his life.

"Come here..." I said softly.

He gets closer to me and I hugged him to get him comfortable. This was cruel. Whoever killed the bear's mother is one sick individual. The bear leans his head on my shoulder and starts to calm down. However...the baby bear was roaring in fear in seconds.

"What? What's wrong? Something ther-"

*Stab!*

It took me a minute in a half to register what happened to me only to find a spear impaled in my stomach. The baby bear ran for his life as I was on the edge of losing consiousness. I try to escape but I get whacked at the back of the head what felt like a strong fist which knocked me out real good.

The only thing I heard were heavy footsteps and strange clicking noises. It sounded so strange and yet...familar. whatever it was...it dragged my body somewhere...what fate has for me...is beyond me...