Little Red Riding Hood

 By Sara Spring

Winnie Brice sat at her desk in the seemingly empty office and paused from typing to pick stubborn piece of lint from off her red sweater. As she went back to finishing an email to her boss an employee came up behind her, “Winnie, can you book me a flight to Mumbai from August 13th, returning on the 27th?” Winnie stopped typing, swiveled around in her office chair to face Peter Liddell with a sweet innocent smile. Taking her straw colored notebook, she began to jot down the specifics of what he outlined.

Peter Liddell watched as her pretty little body moved about and something sinister wrestled inside of him. Whenever she looked up at him with her bright kind eyes he couldn’t help but break into a big toothy grin. Winnie, startled to see the size of his incisors – as all four were predominantly large, blurted out unprofessionally, “My, what large teeth you have!”

Just as quickly as it had tumbled out, she unsuccessfully tried to retract her comment. Peter’s smile became more sinister. Opening his mouth, Peter lunged towards Winnie tearing at her flesh. Her screams filled the air of the empty office. Chomping on her neck to finish off the noise, he hungrily fed upon the young woman’s body. Soon, a frenzy had over took turning him into a beast. Tearing the raw flash off her body he ate until a sense of fullness caught up with him. Only then did he begin to slow and pick the meat tenderly from off her bones. While a dreamy languid feeling passed over, he sunk into a satisfied haze. Sitting back in her bloody chair Peter discarded her torn carcass into a heap onto the floor beside him.

As he settled down, peace quickly turned to annoyance when he realized he still needed his travel arrangements made.