The shadowy trees in the thick fog began to twist and writhe, as if they had come to life, their shapes shifting in the dim light. It was as though the entire forest was alive, quietly rearranging itself, forming a moving maze around them.
Before William could react, a path suddenly appeared before them, leading deeper into the core of the Misty Forest. The dense fog that had suffocated their vision began to part, clearing the way in a manner reminiscent of Moses parting the sea. The road ahead was now startlingly clear.
Little Red Riding Hood, who had been lost in her own thoughts of frustration, was suddenly jolted back to reality. Her eyes lit up with realization, her mood shifting instantly. She grabbed William's arm, her voice urgent. "What did you just say?" she asked, her grip tight with anxiety.
