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Hello, New York! – Part 01

“Oh, but, grandmother, what a terrible big mouth you have.”

“The better to eat you with.”

And scarcely had the wolf said this, than with one bound he was out of bed and swallowed up Little Red Riding Hood.

—Brothers Grimm, Little Red Riding Hood

Prologue

Nightfall. The man had been having a long dream.

He dreamed of a familiar place from the past—a deep forest in a foreign land, a town abandoned and evacuated due to war, an old mansion on the outskirts. Holding a candle, the man descended a dark staircase leading underground. His black military boots clicked on the cracked stone steps.

Drip, drip. Underground water oozed out of the walls.

Once he made it to the bottom, the man unlocked the heavy iron door, revealing a room filled with darkness from ancient times.

As he proceeded with an otherworldly stride, as though gliding on water, faint cries of children came from all corners,