(WOMAN BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPING)

(WOLF HOWLING)

Stay there!

Listen to me,

Charles. Take this.

lt was your grandfather's,

the great hunter.

Be strong.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

The moon! The beast!

John, please. Please!

She's just a girl.

She's just a girl!

Help me!

Stay there, Charles.

(BEAST SNARLING)

Ah! Ah!

Sh*t.

Oh, no. It's on the roof.

Oh, my God!

(SCREAMING)

(BEAST SCREAMING)

(ROARING)

(GROANING)

HYDE:

Innkeeper, more

of your stale brew.

And then,

out from the blackened

wood, the beast

sprang as if from

out of the bowels

of hell itself

and latched on to

my horse's hindquarters,

ripping away her legs

with a single beastly swipe.

What the hell was l to do

with a two-legged horse,

you may ask yourself?

Well, l'll tell you.

The dog bastard

put wheels on it!

(VILLAGERS LAUGH)

Thank you, Fang.

lnside. Quickly.

Hurry up!

You bloody idiot.

lt's a beast. The most

horrifying of beasts.

There's been a slaughter.

A creature from

depths of hell.

Well, in that case,

do come in. You've come

to the right place.

We fled our village

of Dravicu. It's being

ravaged as we speak.

A werewolf of

unimaginable evil.

That's impossible.

Full moon was last night.

Yeah. And l have

the wounds to prove it.

Yeah. This is no

ordinary werewolf.

This is something

l've never seen before.

Look.

lt has its

own poster.

What'd you say

the name of this

town was again?

Dravicu.

Dravicu.

All right?

Yes.

VADOMA:

You've been busy.

DANIEL:

Yeah.

DANIEL:

It's for Doc.

He's a good man, Doc.

Yeah.

You should get

some sleep, Mother.

Okay.

A beast that hunts

when the moon's not full?

No such thing exists.

There are myths.

l've heard them.

Nicholas, these people

are confused or stupid.

Or both.

Bit of a challenge

if it's true, though.

Yes, l suppose

it would.

He's been saying

terrible things about

us again, Leila.

At least you got teeth.

EVA:

Daniel.

You shouldn't be here.

l know.

l just want to make

sure you're okay.

l'm fine. And you?

Your mother?

We survived.

Well, lucky for you

my father sleeps late

after these full moons.

You should go before...

(sHoTcuN cocKINc)

Too late.

Too late.

l'll meet you

at the ruins.

Okay.

EVA:

Daniel?

Daniel.

(FOOTSTEP)

(FOOTSTEP)

(cAsPs)

Daniel?

(IN SINGSONG {voice} Daniel.

Careful.

(gasping}

There could be

monsters in here.

You're the only

monster l see.

Yeah?

Except in your

imagination.

l couldn't help but notice

that you've started

writing something.

Yes. All these horrors

seem to inspire me.

lt's about a werewolf.

Mary Shelley's

got nothing on you.

You're pretty smart,

you know that?

For all the good

it does me.

lt will.

At university.

lf l get in.

Why wouldn't you?

Why would l?

A penniless git

from a humble village.

Oh.

Because you're smart.

Plus, you're stubborn

as a mule.

(BELL TOLLING)

Hurry or

you'll be late.

Indeed.

I'll try to come

into town later.

Bring pages.

Whoa, whoa.

l believe those were

the horse thieves

wanted at La Ville.

Not anymore.

What exactly is that

myth you heard, Hyde?

That for three whole

nights, it feeds

as the full moon

waxes and wanes,

feeling the pull of the moon

like no other beast.

You want this one?

No, no. l think

you've got it.

Sure?

l hate goddamn

wurdaleks.

STEFAN:

Nicely done, Charles.Take them to the morgue.

You're late.

Sorry.

l finished my analysis

of the victims,

and there's too much

similarity to deny

that there's anything

but a single beast.

Well, that's some

consolation, at least.

Let's get going,

it's been a hell