Gretel sat on a stump and watched her brother and father chop wood. She would rather the in the kitchen, but that was where her step-mother currently was, making dinner. She would rather not be yelled at with no provocation, so she stayed with her true family. She looked out in the woods  that surrounded them and saw a white creature flit between the trees. She bit her lip and shook a little, worried that the creature was going to eat her.