When you’d been in the military for as long as Lieutenant Herman Schmidt had, you could tell the difference in the sound of your guns and the sound of the enemy’s. When gunfire erupted in the woods, he knew that his men were being fired on.

His troops immediately returned fire and he began to worry that his hopes of capturing a werewolf alive were waning.

Then, over the roar of gunfire, he heard a high bloodcurdling howl. It echoed through the woods, a powerful and dark song ...