There once lived a little girl. One day, her mother made her a little red riding hood, but then threw it into the fireplace because nothing lasts forever.
On another occasion, the mother made a cake for the little girl to deliver to her grandmother, but the mother ate it completely.
Nevertheless, the little girl set out to see her grandmother.
During the way, she encountered a wolf who asked for her passport.
"And what is your destination?" asked the wolf, matching the passport's picture to her face.
The girl answered, "I'm going to my grandmother's house, the second house in the upcoming village going east."
He wanted to eat her right away, but the supervisor was on her way from break, and he did not want to get fired. So he ate the little girl anyway.
Shortly after, the wolf arrived at the grandmother's door, knocking.
Nobody answered, so he let himself in. There was not a soul or piece of furniture in sight.