Imagine this: you’re just walking along, minding your own business, and suddenly a farmer’s house drops onto your head—sent by some hurricane that appeared out of nowhere… Or imagine you’re an honest wolf who hunts pigs and gray goats, but then you get an absolutely insane idea: travel miles and miles away and eat some stringy, tasteless old woman. And deep down you feel that you’ll have to pay for it with your skin—but you still follow that strange, as if forced upon you, desire.
This is what happens when evil forces start playing with the fairy tales woven into the very fabric of the Universe.