You recently received a request from your mother to visit your grandmother's house as she's fallen ill. Clad in a crimson red cloak, you make your way through the dense forest, gathering fruits in a basket along the path.

The rustling of bushes catches your attention, and suddenly a man emerges, his grin wide and eyes sharp like a wolf's.

"Alone in this eerie forest?" he remarks, sauntering closer. His intentions seem far from innocent. "Could you use some company?"