The Klein-Krams Werewolf
In earlier times there were exstensive forests
rich with game in the vicinity of Klien-Krams, near Lugwigslust,
Germany. Great hunts were held in the area by sportsmen who came
from all over Germany to test their prowess at bringing down
their choice of game. For years, however, the hunters had been
stymeid by the appearance of a great wolf that seemed impervious
to any bullet. Sometimes the beast would taunt them by approaching
within easy shooting distance, on occasion even adding to the
mockery by snatching a piece of their kill, then dash away without
a bullet seeming to come anywhere near it.
Now it happened during one great hunt that one of the participants,
a young cavalry officer, was travelling through the village
when his attention was captured by a group of running and screaming
out of a house. Seeing nothing pursuing them that wold cause
such panic, he stopped one of the youngsters and asked what
the matter was. The child told him that no adult from the Feeg
family was at home except for thier young son. When he was
left alone, it was his custom to transform himself into a werewolf
and terrorize the neighborhood children. They all ran away
when he achieved such a transformatin because they didn't want
him to bite them.
The officer was bemused by such wild play of the children's
imaginations, that he assumed they were playing the big bad
wolf after the sheep or some game. But then he caught a glimpse
of a wolf in the house, and in the next few moments, a small
boy stood in it's place.
Greatly intrigued now, the officer approached the boy in the
house and asked him to disclose more about his game of wolf.
At first the boy refused, but the young cavalry officer was
persistant. Finally the boy confessed that his grandmother
possessed a wolfstrap, and that when he put it on he became
a werewolf. The officer begged for for a demonstration of such
remarkable transformation. After much persuasion, the boy agreed
if the officer would first climb into the loft and pull the
ladder up after him so he would not be bitten. the officer
readily agreed to the conditions.
The boy left the room and soon returned as a wolf, once again
chasing away his playmates who had gathered at the doorway
to watch. After a few minutes of pleasuring himself by frightening
his friends, the werewolf dissapeared a few minutes later and
returned as the boy. Althought the astonshied cavalryman carefully
examined the wolf strap, he could not discover any such properties
of transformation in the strip of the wolfhide.
Not long after his experience at the Feeg house, the officer
told a local forester about the demonstration. Perhaps the
child had fooled him with a large dog of wolflike appearance.
The forester said nothing, but he thought at once of the large
wolf that could not be brought down during any of the great
hunts. He resolved to test both the bizarre tale told by the
officer and the strength of the wolf by making a bullet of
silver for the next hunt.
A few weeks later, during the hunt, the wolf showed itself
in its usual taunting manner. Many of the hunters were determined
to bring the beast down, but their bullets appeared to miss
the mark or to have no effect on the great wolf. Then the forester
fired his rifle. To everyone's astonishment the wolf spun wounded
to the ground, then scrambled back to its feet and ran off.
The hunstmen followed the trail of blood to the Feeg household
where they found the wolf lying bleeding in Grandmothers bed.
In her pain she had forgotten to remove the strap, and she
was at last revealed as the werewolf.