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If you're reading this, then there is no doubt that I have 

been taken. In fact, it is quite possible that at this 

moment I am imprisoned in the deepest and darkest tunnel 

that the baked goods mafia controls. Do not panic, for I 

am most likely long gone, and it is not my wish that you 

save me. I have created this file on my computer for the 

sole purpose that when I have faded away, what I know will 

not. My name is Special Agent Wolf or Agent “W” as I was 

known to the criminal underground. 

I have spent my entire career involved in stopping the 

baked goods smuggling ring, which plagues my dear city, 

Fairytaleopia. Ever since this metropolis has existed 

and the many talented bakers of the Gingerbread man 

and the witches candy house in Hansel and Gretel have 

been baking, there have been the baked goods 

smugglers working to control this fortune. 

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As the main agent on the case, I had spent the last 5 years 

undercover as a poor homeless wolf living in the back alleys 

of Fairytaleopia. At the time I was following the exploits of 

the main baked goods smuggler who went by the name 

“Grandma.” Don’t be fooled by this name comrade, “Grandma” 

was the most notorious baked goods smuggler in all of 

Fairytaleopia and held the biggest monopoly in the history of 

crime. 

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One afternoon I was lounging around a well known 

baker shop, the one responsible for the whole 

Gingerbread man crisis during spring of 38’ and a 

known sympathizer to the smuggling ring. I had 

been there for about 6 hours but just as I was 

about to call it quits and stake out another area, a 

red cloaked figure appeared. 

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This tiny figure ran quickly along the cobblestone 

streets and knocked 3 short raps, followed by 4 

long ones on the baker shops’ door. The door 

creaked opened and light flooded the alleyway, 

shadowed by the large and nervous looking baker 

who quickly let the small figure inside. 

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I tensed and moved closer to the door. At the last second I crept into 

the shadow of the house, where it would be impossible to see me from 

the front porch. I waited. Then, the door opened. The tiny figure skipped 

out, carrying a little wicker basket which I could tell contained 

something. From the smell I knew it was baked goods. My heart began to 

beat with excitement, and I quickly analyzed the figure in front of me. 

Tiny figure, red cloak… the figure turned and I finally got a look at their 

face. A girl, with blonde hair. Red. I shrunk farther into the shadows as 

the figure began to skip away. I had just stumbled upon “Grandma’s” 

chief smuggler, or as she was known to the Agents, Red. 

I scurried after her, formulating an idea in my head of 

how to get her to show me where Grandma lived. As she 

crossed Main Street I turned down the alley and circled 

around to meet her on the other side. I positioned 

myself so she would have no choice but to go by me 

when she reached the other side of Main Street. I 

leaned against the wall and waited. Then, I heard her 

feet as she skipped, tap, tap-tap, tap, tap-tap. She 

rounded the bend and approached me. Her face 

displayed innocence but I could see a guarded look 

about her as she drew nearer and nearer. Suddenly, I 

spoke.

“Where are you going, little girl?

Red froze, then crouched and pivoted glaring at me 

with such venomous hatred that I resisted the urge to 

jump back. Then, she smiled sweetly. 

“Oh nowhere Mr. Wolf just to my Grandmothers house, 

she’s awful sick and I’m going to cheer her up!” I smiled 

sweetly back at her, showing my large teeth.

“Oh my, what big teeth you have.” Red said quietly 

drawing back a bit.” I stopped smiling and growled.

“Oh you need not worry about my teeth my 

dear….unless there are baked goods in that basket.”

In seconds Red pivoted and flung herself at me, I blocked her attack 

and she grabbed at my shoulders, launching herself over me and 

kicking me in the back. I fell forwards and turned on my back to see 

Red jumping on top of me. I grabbed at her waist and launched her 

back at the wall, then leaped up. Before she could even gain composure 

my claws were at her throat as I held her pinned to the wall.

Red tried to put on an innocent face.

“What do you want from me Mr. Wolf, I’m just an 

innocent little—”

“Can it Red.” I snarled softly in her ear. “I know what 

you are.” Red hissed with pain as my claws dug into her 

skin.

“I imagine you’re Agent ‘W’ then.” She replied calmly. 

“And even if you’re not you won’t be able to get me to 

do anything for you.” 

“Not even if your life was on the line?” I asked quietly. 

She grinned wickedly.

“Not even then.” I grinned back. 

“That’s a very nice cloak you have.” I grabbed at the 

red fabric and tore a hole in it with my claw. Her grin 

faded to panic. 

“Don’t my Mommy made that for me!” She said in a high 

and girly voice.

“Oh really?” I asked smiling. She hesitated then hung 

her head in defeat. 

“Okay, I’ll help you.” I grinned. This may be “Grandma’s” 

top smuggler but she still was a little girl. 

“Lead the way.” I said grabbing at her cloak. She 

hesitated, and then began to walk in the direction she 

had been heading. 

Soon we approached the farthest outskirts of the 

city, where a polluted river ran along garbage-

strewn banks. A tiny little shack lay nestled in this 

wasteland. Red stopped and pointed at the ‘house.’ 

“That’s it.” she replied. I raised my eyebrows.

“This is where the criminal mastermind behind the 

baked goods smuggling ring lives?” I said, looking with 

disgust at the wasteland before me. Red nodded.

“Grandma is not only the main person behind the 

smuggling ring, she is also the main person behind 

pollution in Fairytaleopia. Only someone twisted and evil 

could plague the earth with pollution.” I nodded, 

shocked at the horror that lay before me. The fiend!

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