The Werewolf and the Yeti

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- Allow me, sir.

- Thank you.

Waldemar!

Well, the Sylvia I remember was a girl

with plaits and braces.

That was when I was in school.

Come, Dad is waiting for you

in his studio.

Dad, look who is here!

- Professor Lacombe.

- Welcome, Waldemar.

I've been looking forward to seeing you.

I owe everything I am to you.

I had to come.

But you should have warned me.

One is not ready for such surprises.

What do you expect? Time flies.

Sylvia is my best collaborator now.

I'm very glad, Professor. Congratulations.

Well, I'll leave you alone.

I suppose you want to see the evidence

I told you about in my letters.

Yes, of course.

I read in the papers that Neumann,

the anthropologist,

died a few months ago in Kathmandu.

Officially, his expedition

was annihilated by a storm.

Near Dudh Pokhari.

He had worked with me

on some scientific projects.

We were very good friends.

Yes, I know.

The aim of the expedition

was to find the yeti, but he failed.

I'm not so sure.

He died before he could talk to anyone.

The British consul in Kathmandu

sent me this bag and this folder

after finding my address

among Silas' papers.

The scalp of a yeti.

According to his notes,

he found it in a monastery in Karakorum,

a completely unexplored region.

There is no doubt it's authentic.

It's incredible. These beings...

I've never seen anything like it.

As you can observe,

it goes against all descriptions

made of the yeti.

It cannot be a bear or a monkey

or any other known animal.

Those creatures that appear

in the pictures can only be yetis.

There is no doubt it belongs

to an unknown species.

Silas Neumann took

the first picture of the yeti.

I will continue with his work,

and I will capture it.

It will be the most important

anthropological discovery of the century.

I would like you

to be part of the expedition.

You are an eminent

anthropologist and psychologist.

Besides, you know the Tibetans

and speak Nepalese.

You know you can count on me, Professor.

Splendid. I hope our group will be

in Kathmandu in 15 days time.

- What are you having, Professor?

- I'm fine, thank you.

Well, there is no need to be upset.

It's not our fault that bad weather

came earlier than usual.

The ports of Karakorum

are over 5,000 meters high.

It's impossible to use them now.

There must be a solution.

We can't just sit here.

Well, it's not that bad.

We have alcohol and good company.

I wish all of us could say the same.

Excuse me, there is a man in Kathmandu

that knows a passable way all year round.

- Do you know where to find him?

- I think so.

I think we're already taking

too many risks.

Neumann lost his head and his life

in his attempt.

Nobody knows what happened

to the other members of the expedition.

Norman, you joined us of your own will.

You can choose to wait for good weather

with the same freedom.

Let's go, Passan.

Joel, wake up. I have a job for you.

Leave me alone.

Listen... you can make a lot of money.

More than you have ever dreamed of.

You have to go to Karakorum.

The pass of the demons of the red moon.

Good. I knew

I would hear its howling again.

I knew it.

Aren't you afraid of those demons?

Demons... They are already inside me.

I'll be at the hotel. When you are ready,

come and see me.

Sayyid, I doubt my men

will be willing to go with you.

That region is cursed.

Joel and I will explore the pass first.

The rest of the expedition

will wait for us at the base camp.

I don't like it.

Waldemar should have come back

two days ago.

He'll be with Talbot and Norman

in camp two.

His mission was to explore

the barrier of Rongbuk,

find the pass that Joel mentioned,

and inform us.

Perhaps he found the pass

and went into Karakorum.

Coming from Waldemar,

it wouldn't surprise me.

If he has done that, he is insane.

He didn't have enough provisions

or appropriate materials.

Then he must be lost.

We should look for him.

I warned him not to go to Karakorum.

There are more terrible things there

than the yetis.

Powerful demons dwell

in that cursed region.

Joel and Sayyid won't came back.

And if they do,

they won't be men any more, but demons.

Demons, cursed regions?

What nonsense are you talking about?

You surprise me, Tiger Passan.

You've lead expeditions for many years,

living among mountaineers and scientists.

I thought you were less superstitious.

In any case, we'll go to Karakorum.

We've always wanted to go there.

But now more than ever.

We cannot abandon our team members.

The red and round moon

soon will shine in the sky.

Demons will come out from their hideouts,

and their howling will announce death.

My men are scared.

They won't go to Karakorum.

I've seen those peaks before.

We're going in circles.

I... I should have never come with you.

We are going to die!

The demons of the red moon.

Like the other time.

I know they're here. We are going to die!

Wait! What's the matter?

Joel!

Joel! Where are you?

Answer me!

We found some footprints.

But they weren't from the yeti.

In my opinion, they are from bears.

You'll see the pictures later.

I think we should go to the area

of Namche Bazaar now.

No, we'll go to Karakorum.

We agreed to leave Karakorum for last.

It's the most dangerous area.

This changes our plans completely.

What's the reason for this change?

Waldemar and Joel only have provisions

for five days.

I don't know what might have happened,

but we must find them.

It's a vast and unknown region.

They are likely to be buried

under two meters of ice and snow.

I warned you in Kathmandu that it was

crazy to look for the Karakorum passes.

We're not asking you to come.

We will go those who still remember the

meaning of "friendship" and "comradeship."

Well, I don't think Norman meant

what he said. He'll come with us.

We need to set out as soon as possible.

By the way, where are Ralph and Melody?

They went down to Sola Khumbu

to get material.

And, if they find them and manage

to convince them, Sherpas.

Sherpas? But the Tiger and his men...

The refuse to go to Karakorum.

They are scared.

We'll set off at sunrise.

I never thought you could convince

Tiger Passan and his men to come with us.

In a few days,

they'll earn a year's salary.

No demon can compare

to the power of money.

What a strange and beautiful dance.

It has existed for many centuries.

They are scared, and they ask their gods

for protection against demons.

What do you think?

Suddenly, those ignorants change

their minds and decide to come with us.

I don't trust them.

Who knows if they're planning on robbing

us and leaving us stranded in the snow.

That Pollock has put us

in a difficult situation.

What are you looking for

in this place, foreigner?

I got lost. I thought this light

would be my salvation.

I need help.

I don't know where I am...

or how long I've been walking around.

This is a sacred place.

Only the ones chosen by the God Moloch,

the favorites of Kali the Dark, can enter.

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