Once upon a time there was a little girl who loved the colour red – she loved red food, red drinks, and red clothes. If she happened to cut her finger while playing, she would stand, transfixed, staring at the blood flowing from the cut until her mother rushed over with a bandage. The little girl loved the colour red so much that she wore a red cloak everywhere, and people called her Little Red Riding Hood, or, Red for short.

Now one day as the local delivery and mail services were on strike (something to do with an affiliation with striking dwarves in mines) Little Red Riding Hood was sent by her mother to her grandmother’s to deliver a basket of goodies. Red would have to pass through a forest on her own, for grandma’s cottage was on the other side.

As part of her ongoing ins...

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