Not everything is as it seems....

Ch. 3

I had always believed that the "Wolf" was a real wolf and the "Hunter" was the hero in the story.

Well, that's not completely true on my part...

I walked into the woods carrying my backpack on my shoulder and the basket on my arm.

I smelled wonderful smells of the Forest like pine trees, flowers, and honey.

The smell was almost so strong to the point that I almost taste the honey.

I could see woods for miles and heard animals and birds.

I didn't run into anyone like in any other Red Riding Hood you have ever heard.

I came upon my cousin's house. The house is a small wooden cabin. I saw the door was open. I knocked and asked, "Namine, are you ok?"

No one answered me. I walked in cautiously setting down my basket and backpack.

I walked around and eventually found Namine sitting in the kitchen on a chair with her eyes open but she wasn't breathing.

She had her head down under a plate of food that looked like she had only eaten half the plate.

There was a white Unknown powder that lingered on the kitchen counter and it looked like someone had visited awhile back.

I noticed that Namine was sitting weird like she had been struggling.

I ran over my backpack and reached inside to my cell phone to call 911 when I heard evil laughter.

I froze and turned to see a man I had only seen around town telling horrible chilling stories of the wolf killing little ones.

The blue-haired man stared at me while I watched him shaking.

He spoke first with a smile, "I guess you figured out, huh? Run little Red. For the hunter is coming."