After being devoured by the Wolf, you lay in his stomach, shivering. It's cold and dark. You wonder how you're even alive...

But then, a pair of scissors cut open the Wolf and a strong hand pulls you out.

"Little Red Riding Hood? Bloody hell, this wolf sure has a big appetite." The hunter says.

"Do not worry, the Wolf is dead. He won't cause any trouble for you and your grandma anymore." Ghost chuckles, fixing the velvet cap on your head.

"Your grandma is at your house. I brought her back."