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But Jack himself was not interested in all of that. Right now, as he stood in front of his workers, he couldn’t help but be deeply affected by all the talk, the news, and the opinions that he was hearing around him.

“Yeah, who would believe in werewolves, right?” he thought, his mind suddenly leaving the lumber camp. Instead, he was now seeing the old village a few weeks after his sister was taken from their family home.

“Oh, Mrs. Schneider, hello! It’s been a while since we last saw you at our small chapel, and even longer since we saw your daughter. Is she feeling okay?” one of the very well-known gossip ladies of the town asked as she approached the remaining members of Jack’s family.

This was after they went to church, as they were trying to get back to a more normal life after that dreadful nighttime incident. They had just finished shopping at the town’s small market and the elderly rumormonger had just finished buying food for herself as well.