It was a quiet night in Fabletown. Bigby Wolf was in his office, when Snow White walked in with a worried expression. —Bigby, we need your help. Complaints have come in about strange noises in the forest, and they say there is something... a hybrid, a human… it’s a monster..– People are terrified.

Bigby raised an eyebrow, sensing the tension in the air.

“A hybrid? What else do you know about that?” —Nothing clear. Just rumors, but the complaints are too many to ignore. I ask you to go investigate.

Without saying another word, Bigby put on his coat and went out, his wolf instincts beginning to kick in.

It was late, the sun was setting and Bigby had to hurry, soon he would not be able to see into the forest and look for this creature. He got out of his truck with his rifle on him and a rope ready on his hip, whatever that thing was, he would catch it.