"Is anyone inside? I'm Prince Hans of the Kingdom of Orica."
Prince Hans stepped forward, knocking on the door as he introduced himself. To his surprise, the moment he knocked, the door opened on its own. He froze for a moment, then looked inside, but saw no one.
Just as Prince Hans was about to go in and take a look, he suddenly noticed that his right hand, the one he had used to knock, was sprouting thick wolf fur. Then, his right hand transformed into a wolf claw.
Prince Hans staggered back in terror. Then he realized his entire body was turning into a wolf. In a matter of moments, he had become a Big Bad Wolf, one that couldn't help but howl at the sky.
At the same time, information flooded Prince Hans's mind. He would be trapped here, reenacting The Three Little Pigs every day. Every day, he would have to eat the Three Pigs—eat them alive—without end.
"No!"
Prince Hans roared, but no words came out. There was only a wolf's howl.
Then, Prince Hans's body ran uncontrollably into the distance. Before long, he arrived beneath an earthen pillar. Atop it was a man, a man rapidly turning into a pig.
"No."
That man was Three Pigs. He hadn't expected the Big Bad Wolf to appear again so soon. That meant he was about to be eaten again. If he'd known, he should have jumped down earlier.
One wolf and one pig stared at each other across the earthen pillar, tears filling both animals' eyes. Whether one was eating or being eaten, it was a nightmare.
Then, the Big Bad Wolf began climbing upward. Watching the nightmare draw closer and closer, Three Pigs shut his eyes in despair. What was the most terrifying thing? It was