Night
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Noble gentlemen! Don't shoot the pianist... (whispered the dying tavern keeper). But his death was only a transition from one state to another. After all, a full, blood-red moon shone outside the window. The tavern keeper's eyes opened. The little girl, who had carelessly wandered into this notorious place alone late in the evening, managed to see the red, ominous reflection. And now, the evil werewolf-tavern keeper is crunching the thin, sweet bones...
An hour later, the werewolf wakes up shaved and cleaned, wearing a Versace suit, and in his pocket he has...