Prologue

The clouds started to cover the sky, high up, thunders strike, giving the terror to the people in the village. As it starting to get darker, howling of wolves can be heard from far, the loudest coming from the top of the mountain. The people that was living at that mountain feet, locked their doors and windows, closing any possible way of an entrance, as they know, it is not safe to ignore the more than hundreds year of tradition that was created.

The old village has been a very calm and was a beautiful place for any tourist, until one day a few years ago, one of the tourist become the victim of the great wolf, the tourist was murdered gruesomely, their organs and intestine was scattered and the corpse was shredded to thousands of pieces, leaving only the head untouched. Though weirdly the victim somehow look rather peaceful, it was as if the victim does not feel fear or pain.

Since then, the village have never be open again for any visitor to come, no one can leave or come in. If they did, they will be isolated, until the despair drove them out from the village. Until now, they had never return back to the village.

To our dear reader... do you really think it was a wolf?

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