Cycle of the WerewolfSomething inhuman has come to Tarker's Mills, as unseen as the full moon riding the night sky high above. The first scream came from the snowbound railwayman who felt the werewolf's fangs ripping at his throat. The next month there was a scream of ecstatic agony from the woman attacked in her cosy bedroom. Now scenes of unbelievable horror unfold each time the full moon shines on the isolated Maine town of Tarker's Mills. No one knows who will be