LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD
AMONG THE WOODS
It was not a surprise; actually the people of the town seemed to be waiting news about a new terrible scene. News about the event that had been repeating for ten times in less than a month in the Peillon Village in France; the picture was the same: A dead girl among the woods with a wolf bite on the neck. No more than that: not even blood in the body, not even the breath of the predator who stole the breath of life of those children.
The panic was spreading itself throughout the town, mothers were afraid of letting their girls going out, even if their girls wanted to visit a place near home; the winegrowers were afraid of finding a dead body on their vineyards and the police were astonished to see how clean, beautiful, impeccable those dead bodies were. The wolf that killed those children did not seem an animal, it seemed like an artist looking for the perfection that only death can hold.
The new victim was Babette Abat, a 12 years old girl, her mother sent her to buy bread, but she never came back, she ran into the same fate as the other girls: she ended up dead, among the woods,with a wolf bite on her neck. She was found by a winegrower who was going home. She was laid down so clean and delicated like a painting made with the finest brush, but the beauteous of that scene was nothing compare with the terror of that gentle body without the breath of life and the terror of knowing that, that wolf, was stealing children’s life and no one could find it to catch it and put an end To that nightmare.
The one who was tuned in the case, was the police officer Abélarde Chifflet; since this man took his charge , the Peillon had has its peace intact. He had the ability to solve the problems efficiently, and this case would not be the exception. Even if this case was full of mystery-because the wolf was like a ghost that disappeared without a trace- he was working hard looking for the animal in every corner and covering the woods with policemen to avoid possible attackers.
Three weeks after the last attack, a policeman found a dead wolf; all the people of the village was celebrating , because finding that dead wolf, meaned recovering the peace and the hope of a new beginning.
One month after the wolf was found, the dream of a new beginning was becoming true: the peace was established and people was forgetting those days of panic, the woods were not the cradle of terror anymore, that place was again a place where they could re-find themselves. That was why Adelié Jouvet, sent her 11 years old daughter Carine Jouvet to bring a cake to her grandmother. Carine was wearing her red dress, the one she used to wear when she was going to visit her grandmother. She was on her way, enjoying the landscape as always, playing with the animals and dreaming about her future and suddenly she met with Abélarde Chifflet, the policeman, he was accompanied by his policedog, he looked at her like only a hunter can look to his prey and told her: come with me, I do not want you to be found death with a wolf bite on your neck...
