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Based off of a short little story a friend of mine wrote for a story he was working on. He agrees it would be cool, if done correctly.
The story first focuses on a bird spirit who lives in the mountains, early 1800s America, who gets shot in the beak with a bow and arrow by some Natives and ends up having to replace his beak with a wooden beak he makes on his own. He ends up messing up making the beak and it now only opens and closes when he takes a step, closing shut with a loud SNAP of the beak. This spirit, known under the regional name Wood Beak, used to let people know of its' presence by walking around a nearby town and people would only ever catch the silhouette of a human sized bird. Eventually people in the town start to go missing and they blame it on Wood Beak.
This next part is original and not based off of my friends work.
Fast-forward to modern day. The town has grown larger but is still a relatively small town. A couple of amateur online paranormal investigators come to the town in the middle of winter in order to film and document the Wood Beak disappearances. The majority of the town don't take the whole idea of Wood Beak being a paranormal being seriously and instead suggest it was just a serial killer playing a sick joke on the town. Eventually they meet a young adult Native who tells them that he wholeheartedly believes that Wood Beak was an angered spirit and that his ancestors never fully atoned for angering him. One night while up late in their hotel, the investigators hear what sounds like the sound of a wooden beak snapping shut. They run out to find the silhouette of Wood Beak. The next day, nobody believes them. This happens the next night as well and some other people who hear it blame the investigators, saying that they're just doing this so they can get views online. A few nights later and people start going missing again, like they did over 200 years ago. In the end it turns into a race against time to stop Wood Beak as the town slowly devolves into chaos.