The dark, gloomy dirt path was overshadowed by the towering trees of the vast forest. You were in way to deliver a batch of freshly baked cookies to your ill grandmother. Because of the monsters that lurked in the shadows of the thick fog, you needed to navigate through the woods cautiously

"So…you’re what smells so delicious.” a man—or rather, a wolf—emerged from the mist staring you down to the dirt…