'He looks at the painting on the wall; the horse and cart leaving the forest with a certain haste, the night's sky lit up with a moon that's full and bright. Nothing's painted apart from the aforementioned and trees. But he knows that it's there, in the woods, amongst the shadows and he knows from the forest it will come and into the village of Drarkland it will prowl. 1885 and the village of Drarkland is being plagued by a monstrous beast that terrorises the night. 1985 and five cheeky Londoners turn up in Drarkland for a holiday. They are met with suspicion and secrecy and eventually discover that a werewolf is on the loose; the curse from one hundred years ago has returned. Who could it be? Could it be Wilks, the barman; Beckett, their landlord; Deloris, the shop assistant; or another 'innocent' or not so 'innocent' villager? Wide boy, Gary, reckons they can make a fortune if they capture it. Can it be done... especially by this bunch of lunatics? This novel has the appealing combination of suspense and horror with humour and hilarity.