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*The Enigma was standing in the kitchen and looking at the sky seeing a new day had arrived.
Feeling lonely, since all of his German comrades have died during the past week and missing his dear one: Hildegard.
Last night he knew had something happened. An experience he never hoped to experience again*
Nobody seems to have noticed, but the werewolf has attacked again.
It happened like I had foresee it.
My revelations have made me a target.
I survived, but I lost something in that encounter.
I feel much more afraid now. Oh Hildegard,
I will return at home as soon as this is over.
*With a trembling hand, the enigma took a knife and carved a message into a
huge German "wurst" which was hanging from the kitchen ceiling:*
Relieve Tarrasque from his ordeal. Shoot him
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