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The Red Moon became worth x33 after eating every bounty on the board.
For a few seconds, the village had stopped hunting the werewolf and started pricing the sky.
Prize values covered the wooden bonus grid.
x2 near the bottom.
x4 along the left.
A x6 glowing beside the Yellow Moon.
Smaller x2 and x3 tiles packed between them.
The Blue Moon had already reached full phase and added one to everything it could illuminate. The Yellow Moon had selected three prizes and doubled them. Then the Red Moon swelled over the upper-left section, filled completely and drew every visible value into itself.
Light ran from the prize tiles toward the red circle.
The numbers streamed upward.
x33 appeared inside the moon.
Nothing disappeared from the grid.
The Red Moon had absorbed the entire bounty and left the original bounties where they stood, which was an excellent arrangement for the moon and a deeply questionable method of hunting a wolf.
The werewolf was not present.
No claws.
No teeth.
No fur.
The most dangerous object in the village was now the sky.
That was the middle of the Bonus Feature.
Reaching it had taken 118 paid spins and enough cowboy boots to walk around the village without anybody inside them.
I had started at €0.80.
Werewolf’s Hunt opened beneath a huge moon over a dark settlement of wooden buildings, fences and narrow streets. The six reels rose higher through the middle, giving the village the shape of rooftops clustered around a central square.
Hunters occupied the symbols.
One wore a wide-brimmed hat.
Another stared forward with the worried expression of a man who had remembered the moon but forgotten the weapon.
There were boots, sunglasses, card letters, wolves and the werewolf Wild, which could appear only across the four middle reels.
The outer reels were apparently too close to the road.
The multiplier symbols arrived directly on the grid.
x2.
x3.
Occasionally x8 or x10.
They carried enough red light to make every ordinary symbol beside them look involved in the hunt.
One early spin landed an x2 and x3 together.
A line of hunter portraits connected through the middle reels and paid €2.00 before the values added to x5.
€10.00 came back.
The men remained on the grid beneath the full moon, staring outward while the multiplier light handled the bounty.
None of them touched the wolf.
None of them moved.
They had assembled five times the stake by standing in adjacent windows with sufficient intensity.
That was the useful base-game event.
The rest of the hunt developed a different rhythm.
A x4 appeared beside several boots.
The boots did not connect.
A x6 landed among sunglasses.
Three pairs occupied the same village at night and still failed to produce a winning route.
A x20 arrived near the centre with a glow strong enough to reveal every fence post.
No symbols won.
The largest multiplier I had seen sat beside a wolf, one hunter and two Ks, fully armed against a payment that did not exist.
The spin ended.
The x20 left.
The village returned to ordinary darkness.
The werewolf Wild appeared infrequently and behaved almost politely when it did.
One landed on reel three and helped a small line of hats.
Another arrived on reel five beside two hunters and one boot.
The missing connection remained missing.
The werewolf showed its teeth inside the Wild frame, substituted where allowed and then vanished before anybody collected a bounty.
It was the only creature in the village performing its stated role quietly.
The Scatters showed a wolf silhouette against the full moon.
One appeared on the left.
Several spins later, two landed together.
The fourth requirement made every three-Scatter screen feel unfinished in a particularly lunar way.
Three full moons could fill most of the village with light.
The game wanted four.
Once, Scatters landed across reels one, three and five while reel six slowed.
The final reel produced sunglasses.
A pair of dark glasses entered under three full moons and prevented the Bonus Feature.
The village had responded to a werewolf emergency by protecting its eyesight from darkness.
The count lengthened.
Hunter faces connected in small groups.
Boots crossed the middle reels.
The sunglasses remained unusually active for a population conducting most of its work at night.
Multiplier symbols continued arriving on spins that did not need them.
A x12 appeared beside three different character symbols, each representing someone who seemed to be participating in the same hunt and none willing to stand on adjacent reels.
The red multiplier light covered them all.
The men kept separate streets.
The x12 expired between their houses.
By the ninetieth paid spin, I had stopped measuring the wait in money and started measuring it in lunar staffing.
One Scatter meant the moon had risen.
Two meant the wolf had been seen.
Three meant several hunters had agreed that something should probably happen.
The fourth remained somewhere beyond the last roof, waiting for the village to order more sunglasses.
The trigger finally arrived after a cascade of boots.
The boots paid and disappeared.
New symbols dropped.
One Scatter landed high on the second reel.
Another arrived low on the fourth.
The third stopped on reel five.
The fourth filled the far side.
Four full moons glowed over the village.
The wolf silhouettes howled.
The streets vanished.
The Bonus Feature opened inside a wooden structure beneath an enormous moon.
The four Scatters transformed into Prize Multiplier symbols.
x1.
x2.
x2.
x3.
Three wolf heads appeared below the grid, marking the remaining bonus spins.
The hunt had removed every hunter, every boot, every pair of sunglasses and the werewolf itself.
Only bounties and celestial bodies were allowed inside.
The first bonus spin brought a partial Blue Moon and one x1 prize.
The counter returned to three.
The Blue Moon looked thin and cold, a slice of light hanging among wooden crates.
The next spin added a partial Yellow Moon.
Three spins again.
Then a Red Moon arrived, also incomplete, with a x2 prize beside it.
The feature now contained three developing moons and seven small bounties.
No wolf.
The village had moved past animal control and into astronomy.
Each bonus round thickened the lunar shapes.
The Blue Moon grew first.
A pale edge became a half-circle.
The half-circle widened.
New prize symbols arrived just often enough to keep resetting the three wolf heads below the grid.
A x3 landed near the centre.
The counter filled back to three.
A x1 appeared low on the right.
Three again.
The feature stayed alive because small bounty values kept entering the village while the moons slowly assembled themselves overhead.
The Blue Moon reached full phase first.
Cold light spread across the grid.
Every visible prize increased by x1.
The initial x1 became x2.
The x2 values became x3.
The x3 became x4.
The moon had shone on the village and raised the price of everything.
No hunter had negotiated it.
No werewolf had changed shape.
The bounties simply became more expensive because the sky was blue.
After activating, the moon went dark.
Its circle remained on the grid, but the light drained away. It would need another five bonus rounds to fill again.
The village had rechargeable astronomy.
The Yellow Moon matured next.
Gold light rolled across three randomly chosen prizes.
One x4 doubled to x8.
A x3 became x6.
One x2 became x4.
The other prize tiles watched from their wooden boxes while three neighbours received direct lunar promotion.
The Yellow Moon then darkened too.
By then the counter had dropped to one and been restored twice by small prizes.
The feature kept reaching the edge of ending and receiving another x1 just before the village closed the gates.
Then the Red Moon filled.
Its surface turned bright and heavy over the upper-left corner.
Lines of red light reached every visible value.
The numbers flowed into the moon.
x33 appeared inside it.
The board remained packed with prizes.
The Red Moon had collected the total without removing the evidence.
It became the richest object in Werewolf’s Hunt despite being the only participant physically incapable of chasing anything.
The moon darkened after the absorption.
The x33 stayed visible.
One final x2 Prize Multiplier landed on the next bonus spin and returned the counter to three.
That was the last new arrival.
The Blue Moon remained black.
The Yellow Moon remained black.
The Red Moon held x33 inside a dark circle, full of bounty and several phases away from eating again.
The first empty spin reduced the counter.
No new prize.
No moon completed.
The second passed through the wooden grid without adding anything.
One wolf head remained.
The last spin brought no symbol at all.
The feature ended at €53.60.
The values were still visible when the result settled.
The x8.
The x6.
The smaller prizes.
The dark moons.
The Red Moon carrying x33 after swallowing the entire village’s bounty.
More than €80 had gone into the hunt before the feature arrived.
The moon gave back fifty-three euros and change.
The village remained dark behind it.
No werewolf returned to collect the scene.
The Red Moon stayed on the grid, blackened after feeding, with x33 still glowing at its centre.
Below it, all three wolf heads had gone dark.
The scatter in Clover Vault Progressive JP showed up late and drunk.