*Both; there are creatures like the Basik who were not originally of this world, who came both from other stars, and other realms. There are also things that magic helped create on this world. Look at the man walking along the hotel promenade.*
Elgin turned, the figure was half a mile away but the silhouette was familiar, a tall, stoop shouldered man in an old solid olive drab army jacket shambling along. Though Elgin couldn’t see it from here, the man would have a slightly vacant look, salt and pepper hair and beard. “That’s Hobo Hobson.”
*Look deeper.*
The world lost its sharp edges as he focused but Hobson gained a misty-dark outer shape, a massive shape, that was struggling to pull away from its real world anchor. The shape seemed to sense his observation, and a head turned, to reveal pinpoint yellow eyes and as if from a great distance Elgin heard the roar of a predator challenging a possible competitor.
“What the heyyy,” Elgin gulped.
*That is what some would call a werewolf.*
“Hobson? I’ve known him my whole life, not saying he’s harmless, but a werewolf? Since when?”
*Probably most of his life, at some point he must have been near the Basik rift, there would have been enough leakage there for it to happen, but as long as he stayed away from the rift he could live a normal life. Now, now he is a potential danger to all around him.*
“How does the full moon thing work?”
*It doesn’t, its night and sleep that can release the creature. Sometimes they are harmless, really only interested in running in the forest, most are predators, dangerous because they will kill and eat whatever they comes upon first, be it human or a deer, others are insane, man eaters by preference.*
“What happens if Hobson gets killed?”
*They are really one creature, so the wolf dies if the man dies. But he is a lot tougher, stronger, faster than any human now, he probably doesn’t know it yet.*
“Do I need to stock up on silver bullets?”
*Regular large caliber hollow point hunting rounds will do, if you’re lucky.*
Hobo vanished into a building and Elgin sighed, “Damn it I’d hate to have to kill him.”
*Sorry, it’s an indiscriminate curse, but rare once the danger is understood.*
“So, what about this ‘evil’ TwoShoes says is up at the church? Ghouls, Zombies, Vampires?”