The calmed-down squirrel began to tell Yu Sheng and Little Red Riding Hood about the events in the Black Forest.
"She came in a few hours ago, and at first I didn't notice her—she didn't cry or make a fuss, unlike the other children who just arrived," the squirrel stood on Yu Sheng's shoulder, sighing as it spoke, "This might be her first 'real' venture into the Black Forest, but she has probably been having nightmares about it for a long time before today…"
"Which direction did she go?" Little Red Riding Hood, who was beside them, interrupted the squirrel's rambling, "Lead us there."
"This way," the squirrel raised its paw pointing in a certain direction, but then shook its head, "I think it's pointless for you to follow. It's too deep and there are no paths or cottage lights; the darkness lacks shelter, and you'll just end up being devoured by wolves…"
