A long time ago, something strange happened in a man’s house in the village. The house was classic, old-fashioned, it only had a ground floor and a roof. One evening something started to be heard on the floor above, in the attic. Something is making noise, making a dangerous noise. And it howled, calling the man by name. The man got scared, took a rifle and shot at the place where the noise was coming from. Something just popped up and fell silent. He waited for dawn to check what it was. When he went up in the morning to see what the matter was, he found a large piece of fur in the place where he had shot. It must have been a werewolf.