Listen to me.  You had better listen.
You fools, you think you know so much.
Space flight, computer technology, genetic engineering... you take them all for granted now.
But once you kind scoffed at them, refused to believe in the possibility of their existence.
You were proven wrong.
You no longer believe in Us.
We will prove you wrong.
We exist.
We have existed as long as you.
We are not superstition.  We are not folklore.
We are not an imaginary terror.
We are all you nightmares come true.
We are the real terror, the True terror.
Believe it.  Believe me.
For I am proof.
We look like men, We walk like men, in your presence, We act like men.
But We are not men.
Believe that too.
We are the Ancient Evil....Ancient Evil...

...How many of Us are there?  Not many.
A few hundred.  We have never been more that a few hundred.
Scattered across continents.  In cities and small towns, in wilderness.  Hot climes and cold.
Moving, always moving, never too long in one place.
Hiding among you, the bold and clever ones.....the ones like me.  Hiding alone
This is our legacy:
Hiding
Hunting
Hungering
You think you've been hungry, but you have not.
You do not know what it mean to be hungry all the time, to have the blood-taste in your mouth and the blood-craving in your brain, and the blood-heat in you loins.
But some of you will find out.
Many of you, someday, unless you listen and believe.
Each new generation of Us is bolder that the last.
And hungrier....

...We are not all the same.  Your stupid folklore says We are, but We are not.
Over the centuries, We have undergone genetic changes, just as you have:
We have evolved.  You are children of you time.
So are We.
Some hunger for animal flesh, animal blood.  Sheep.  Cattle.  Dogs.  Smaller creatures with fur and pulsing heart.  They are the prey.
One here, two there, ten in this county, fifty or a hundred in that state.
You think it is one animal killing another.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
You are right, but you are also wrong.
Believe it.
We are not all the same.  Others of Us have different hungers.  Human flesh, human blood, yes.
But that isn't all.  We have evolved; our tastes have altered, grown discriminating.
Male flesh and male blood.  Female. Child.
And not always do We desire the soft flesh af the throat, the bright sweet blood from the jugular.  And not always do We feed in frenzy
He is of the old breed--not the most fearsome of Us.  He is sickened by the things he is compelled to do; this is why he is warning you.
The new breed...it is with Us, the New Breed, that the ultimate terror lies.
We are not the same....

...Haven't you ever wondered why there have been so many unexplained disappearances in the past few decades?
Why so many children have are kidnapped?
Why there is so seldom any trace of the missing ones?
Haven't you ever wondered about all the random murders, so many more of them now than in the past, and why the bloody remains of certain victims were left behind?
You fools!  You blind fools, who do you think the serial killers really are....
...He is of the old breed--not the most fearsome of Us.  Sickened by the things he is compelled to do.  He now warns you.  It is with Us, the New Breed, that the ultimate terror lies.
We are not the same...
...Believe it.  Believe me.  I am the proof.
We look like men, We walk and talk like men, in you presence We act like men.  But We are not men.
Believe that too.
We are the Ancient Evil....
...You fools, you blind fools....
...Beware of the New Breed...

Adapted from the "Ancient Evil" in The Ultimate Werewolf
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