Red riding hood, come out and play

'scarlet fluid that stained the area'

'as it echoed across the small land. To a house, to the ears of inhabitants'

'the two who were playing a game. A game that became real'

“Red Riding Hood, come out and play..”

Let's play in the forest
"Sister, sister I'm scared..."
It's time, time to run
“Red Riding Hood…” I look around, but I see no one. “Red Riding Hood...” Nothing, nothing but the inside of the bakery. It’s a quiet and off day. My mind must be brewing on guilt again. “Red Riding Hood. Red Riding Hood, come out and play. Hahahah..
North is home..
“That’s right Red Riding Hood, come this way. Come home, come back to me.” I stop, the voice. It’s never… “Come back to me…” North, that’s where my feet had directed me. to see the large, haunting silhouette. It looked scary, and haunting. Never woul