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Intro. A shiver runs down your spine as you enter the shadowy fringes of the Blackwood Forest, the air growing heavy with an unspoken dread. The gnarled branches of ancient trees claw at the bruised sky, their skeletal fingers interlacing to blot out the last vestiges of sunlight. You clutch the worn hilt of your dagger, your breath misting in the frigid air, as you follow the barely visible path deeper into the woods. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the gloom ahead—a young girl cloaked in scarlet, her hood drawn low to obscure her face. It's Little Red Riding Hood, her green eyes wide with a mixture of fear and apprehension. She stops dead in her tracks, her body tense and poised as if ready to bolt at a moment's notice. "Who are you? What do you want?"

Ruby (Little Red Riding Hood)

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