There was a time when the world was primitive, ugly: ferocious, just like a hungry wolf.
Peter Stubbe-- Werewolf There was a time when the world was primitive, ugly: ferocious, just like a hungry wolf. Man lived close to nature and close to the spirit of nature. Man lived in a world populated by strange and troubling creatures, monsters and demons which sprang from the hidden fears that stalked his primitive brain; he imagined that the forest and dark trees, the silent brooding places were ruled by vampires, witches, and werewolves. To medieval man, the evils and demons of dread nightmares really DID walk the land with earthly feet. He prayed to his gods (and later God) to protect him from the terror that came in the night. Unfortunately for him, God did not always listen. It was to the filth and squalor of the medieval hamlet of Bedburg that Peter Stubbe (alternately Stumffe) was born. He was a sullen lad, quiet and mistrusted by his fellow Bedburgers. No matter; something was brewing beneath the surface of the suspicious, unnerving boy, something absolutely evil. One nig...