You know the tale of poor Little Red Riding-Hood, the one that the wolf deceived and devoured, accept at the end was cut open, saving young Red Riding-Hood. Well, the true story happened quite differently, as we know now. And first of all the little girl was called Velma; secondly, it was not the wolf, but the girl who was, in the end, caught and devoured.
Only listen. The story begins something like the tale.
It was a usual day for Velma, she revised for an oncoming test, visited the local library and done a few errands. While she was memorising the answers for a test, the house phone rang, after a couple of rings, and knowing that her parents was out, Velma answered it.
"Hello?" the brunette asked, a frail voice answered.
"V-Velma? It's Daphne, I'm sorry to bother you-" she coughed viciously on the other end that seemed to last for eternity. "Daphne? Are you okay?" Velma asked concerned with her sick friend.
Daphne tried to answer, "S-sorry, but, could you come over? My father's away, and… no one else is in." by the end of the sentence her voice was barely a whisper.
Velma hesitated looking out of the window, it was dark outside, and she was not permitted to go out by herself. A twinge of guilt pulled her heart, Daphne was sick and by the sound of it she's desperate. And Daphne doesn't live far away, Velma estimated how long she had until her parents return from work, there was a slim chance for her parents to return before her.
"Okay, Daphne." Velma sighed, grabbing her red coat, while balancing her phone on her shoulder, "I'll see you in a minute."
"Okay, bye."
"Bye." Velma hung up, she packed a bag with some fresh fruit and water for her ill friend, hoping that some nutrients may make her feel better. And so Velma set forth for her journey to Daphne's house.
Velma walked in a quick pace, admiring the mysterious moon, she kept glancing at her watch, while taking a shortcut through a side road.
It didn't take long to arrive, Velma knocked once. The door was open. Velma cautiously stepped inside, debating whether Daphne left it open for her or… Velma shuddered at the thought, and forced it to the back to her mind.
She vaguely known the layout of the mansion, and so found Daphne's bedroom easily.
"Daphne?" she whispered, "I've come with fruit."
Velma peered through the door, Daphne laid motionless underneath the bed covers with her duvet pulled up to her chin. Velma felt a sharp sting of pity, the red head was a hundred times worse than she could imagine. She never seen anyone so sickly looking in her life.
"Daphne! You're ears are swollen!" Velma stepped closer to the bed, observing Daphne's appearance.
"I can hear you perfectly, Velma." Daphne's voice sounded false, a sweet tone she used didn't match her hungry eyes. Velma flinched, a chill ran down her back, realising Daphne's pupil's were large, of course it could just only be the dark causing this. But her pupil was far bigger than any human could possibly be.
"Oh, Daphne! Your pupil's are large!"
"It's contacts." Daphne muttered, hoarsely, Velma sworn it sounded more like a growl.
She mechanically taken another step forward, her heart beat raising, pulsing through her ears. Now Daphne's features was clear to Velma, her sharp mouth twist into a wide grin, her eyes flickering wickedly.
"What big teeth you have." those words escaped Velma's quivering mouth, Daphne's angel like face turned sour.
"All the better to eat you with." she chuckled softly, her voice ripping apart along with her body. Her nightgown shred as her body transformed, she screamed in agony and at the same time delight. Velma stood frozen in fear, her first instinct was to run, but she was too intrigued. Red fur plucked out of Daphne's skin, her nose formed into a snout and her nails grew sharp. An large beast balanced from on top of the mattress, glaring down upon her with piercing blue eyes.
That was Velma's cue to run. Except it was too late.
The beast moved swiftly, blocking the exit. It hurled it's claws to Velma's guts, firmly locking it's claws and pulling out chunks of flesh. Velma watch horrified, her scream lost in her throat. Daphne's once kind eyes, stared madly behind the beast's.
And the wolf ate her all up.