A ruby red vapour emerged ,while the soft grass and the tall emerald trees faded into the colour of bloody – red swaying in the death direction. Glowing in the darkness, it’s devios eye was like the precious soul of Chaperon rouges life, lightening the pitch black sky with the word death. Her heart was pulverising like a drum, as the red blood slithered through the ancient village towards her. As it came closer her heart pounded faster BOOM , BOOM , BOOM. She gasped in fear .
