What will you do if fate twisted your destiny? Would you run, or walk the bloody path?

Children's tales are often thought to be innocent stories for bedtime—a lullaby for the imagination. But Little Red Riding Hood is no fairy tale. Beneath its charming façade lies a twisted truth soaked in blood and terror.

It began in the 1800s when Little Red Riding Hood became a sensation. Heilbert Forester Jr., the story's author, was a genius, his words captivating audiences across Europe. The tale of a girl, a wolf, and a savior seemed harmless, a reflection of morality wrapped in a thrilling narrative.

But as its fame spread, so did its influence. Children were enamored. They wore red hoods, played in the woods, and whispered the wolf's name as if calling to something unseen. Then, the vanishings began.

One by one, children disappeared. Three days later, their bodies were found mutilated beneath the gnarled oak tree in the woods.

Skin flayed clean from arms and legs.

Fingers snapped backward, claws etched into the dirt.
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