The moon was full, obscured from time to time as clouds drifted past. The two men stood on the hilltop as the creature came towards them. “What an extraordinary animal!” declared Jenkins. “Here it comes.” Wickham turned away, unconvinced. “If that’s a werewolf, I’ll eat…”
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