The Three Pigs


 Three brothers had built three houses in the forest. One from straw, one from wood, and one from brick after leaving their father's farm. According to the brothers, a vicious wolf had been stalking them, destroying their homes and forcing them to hide in the strongest house. Whenever a villager disappeared near the forest, the brothers blamed the wolf. Over time, the tale became a warning to children: never wander into the forest, because the Big Bad Wolf might find you.

But the truth was far more disturbing. There had never been a wolf. The three brothers were secretly cannibals, and they had discovered that blaming an imaginary creature was the perfect way to hide their crimes. Travelers who stopped at their houses for food or shelter would mysteriously disappear. The brothers would lock the doors, silence their victims, and later tell the villagers that the wolf had attacked them. They even planted enormous paw prints around the forest to make the story believable. Their favorite trick was inviting people inside with the promise of a warm meal only for the visitor to become the meal.


For years, nobody suspected them. The brothers deliberately spread the story of the wolf, adding new details whenever someone questioned a disappearance. But one evening, a hunter followed the tracks of a missing traveler and discovered something horrifying behind the brick house: a hidden cellar filled with the belongings of dozens of missing people. Before he could escape, the brothers caught him. The next morning, they told the villagers that the hunter had finally fallen victim to the wolf. However, the hunter's young son refused to believe them and secretly returned to the forest, where he discovered the cellar entrance.


When the villagers finally searched the house, they found evidence of what the brothers had been doing for years. Their terrifying secret was exposed, and the legend of the Big Bad Wolf collapsed overnight. But as the villagers dragged the brothers away, the youngest brother kept laughing. When asked what was so funny, he looked toward the dark forest and whispered,


"You really think we were the only ones eating out here?"


At the far end of the forest stood what appeared to be silhouettes of deformed people. The entire village and the three brothers didn’t survive that night. Rumour has it that the forest traps anyone who wander too far.

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