“ …… “

The red hooded girl walked past, deep in the forest to pursue her goals. She gripped her basket tightly, having little to no expression on her face. Her footsteps remaining quiet as the wind was howling, rustling the leaves of the trees, there was not a single animal in sight, and thankfully nobody there but her. It’s better to be alone in a forest than to be trapped with strangers, after all.

The sun was soon to set, and Red Riding Hood still had a basket to deliver, what could be inside? And what type of person sends someone out to complete such a task? Maybe this was one job that was better left unfinished, for her sake and yours.