Gaining Control | Red Hood

She opened her eyes. Only to realise that this wasn't a horrible dream, that this was all too real. Her 'mother' came in, like she had a thousand times before, rummaging the cupboards of the cottage taking out a fresh cake. Red knew what was going to happen next. She knew what was going to happen today, the next day, and the next day after. Even if there was days, she didn't know.

"Darling? Would you mind taking this cake to grandma's house across the wood? She is very sick and would greatly appreciate it, but don't go in the woods or talk to strangers, it's dangerous."

"Of course Mother,"

Before she knew what was happening, her body moved on its own, grabbing the cake and putting it in a wicker basket before walking towards the door.