In the back of the Town hall there were two chairs. One empty and one occupied by Mal. He was cuffed to the chair, his earrings dancing as he tried to free himself. He looked up at me as I approached him, still being handled by guards. "No, please not her!", he pleaded. I saw tears form in the coners of his eyes. As i got placed next to him he took my hand and squeezed it hard. Somehow that made me feel safe. The remaining townsfolk were calling us names and yelling until their throats were sore. "Simmer down, people of Bärwald. I present to you two suspects.", the mayor started. He seemed more confident than usual, a little smug even. He paced infront of the two of us as he held his speech. "Mal thought he could hide this from us.", said the mayor. His audience gasped as he held up a handful of coarse brown hairs, resemblant of those of a werewolf. Mal looked over to me, we were side by side. "Edna if he kills me, don't worry I'm a hunter. If he drags me down to hell you'll be right there with me. I know you're innocent. I dont want to live without you, neither here, nor in hell.", he whispered. Usually the thought of dying and going to hell scared me, but with him it felt managable. I would go anywhere he went. I felt a tear roll down my cheek and smiled at him hopefully. "We cross-examined these hairs with the hair of the two werewolves we found but it was no match.", the Mayor paused. "Mal, you are free to go." The two guards uncuffed him and I almost saw a wave of relief flow over him. The crowd booed him as he felt his free wrists and took a seat near the main entrance. I was hopeful that whatever evidence they found at my house was just a misunderstanding. Although I really had no Idea what they possibly could have found.
"This however is irrefutable evidence that Edna is our werewolf!", the mayor exclaimed proudly. In his hand he held up a large hair clip. The crowd started yelling louder than ever before. People even started throwing their shoes at me. The clip was recognizable to anybody in the village. It was Sally's clip, her name was engraved on the back. I didn't understand how that ended up in my home but then it all came back to me. The clip, it was on her head... the night I... I... was at her place, with Tom and we killed her. I ripped the poor girl to pieces... "I'm the werewolf", I thought to myself. My fingers tingled as I remembered how my sharp claws dug through her tiny body. The familiar ringing in my ears started again. The witch.. the cooks.. the cupid... my parents. I killed my parents. After that realization every breath i drew made my throat burn.
Before I could even really react to what just happened the Mayor mumbled something and I was lifted from the chair. I don't even remember who was holding me. I just remember seeing Mal fighting his way through the angry mob to get to me. "Edna!", he yelled. "She is innocent, dont kill her!", he pleaded. He pulled me out of who I assume was the guards grasp by the waist and carressed my face with his warm hands. His face was so close to mine, i saw every pore, wrinkle and hair on it. His eyes were focused on mine and his breath felt soft against my skin and for a second i felt safe. I felt he could save me, I felt he was the only person in the world who believed in my innocence. I felt like we were the only two people in the room as his lips grew closer to mine. Even though I knew what I had done, he didnt, and that was enough for me. However his lips never reached mine. "Smoke, you smell like smoke...", he said and took a step back. "Mal... I...", I tried to explain but the words would not leave my mouth. "you monster... You killed my Parents!", cried Mal. He started violently sobbing and fell to the ground in front of me. I wanted to help him. I wanted to console him but I couldn't move. I felt a hot blade pass through my stomach. It burned and sizzled inside of me. As i watched my body morph into a somehow familiar hairy form I heard Mal say, "go to hell". I drew my last breath with my heart full of love for Mal.
