It's the witching hour as a young college student steps up to a crossroads in an isolated area outside of the city. Off in the distance a dark figure approaches cane in hand. A heavy fog hugs the ground as a full moon emerges through dark clouds over head. The smell of rain hangs heavy in the night air.
As the figure comes into focus the young student sees a tall slim man dressed in a white suit with long tails, a wide brimmmed Panama hat on his head.
His eye's a glow like candle flames as he stands before the young man an evil grin on his face. The stranger speaks, "So boy what would you ask of me this glorious night?" "Can you smell that boy? Can you smell the night? The stranger says, "Oh how I love the night so." The day light is way over rated don't you agree?
The young man responds,"I suppose so." The young man then asks, is it true what I read about the legend of the strap? The Devil's wicked grin broadens, delighted by what he's been ask.
The devil responds, you mean my wolf strap?
The young man replies, "Yes the wolf strap, is the legend true? Does it offer one powers, and eternal life?
The devil responds "Oh yes my boy and so much more, of course you must be worthy of such a gift." Are you worthy boy? The devil asks with a smile on his face.
With that the young answers, "I'd give anything to have such a gift."
The devil responds, "Anything you say?" How about your soul?
The young man responds, your kidding right?
The devil replies, if you say so, pulling out a contract he says, sign here and the wolf strap is yours.
The young man reaches for the devil's pen and pricks his finger on the tip, blood drips onto the contract and the devil responds, ah.. that shall do nicely.
And so the story begins. "Devil Wolf the Curse begins"