| In 1982 I first
heard the legend of the Lobesomen. I was having drinks with some
men from Portugal. One of them, Dino, began to speak quietly, but
firmly. Others around the table stopped chatting and nodded their
heads as though what he was saying was familiar to them. As the night
went on, I listened and realized that he was telling the truth as
he knew it.
Dino told me of a terror that came to the door. His grandfather fought it with a thin sharpened stick. It turned women into nymphomaniacs and would pass affliction to another simply by touch. I asked if I could take notes... |