in the black woods of Germany there was a medieval little village, you lived there your happily little life as the towns storyteller

at daytime everything was nice, happy, the people celebrated everyday and everything they could while meanwhile as the moon came up the happy streets turned silent, a pin drop could be heard, everyone was fearing the werewolves that lived outside the walls of the little town

as you were busy telling stories to children you didn’t notice your friend sneaking up to you