When Gretel looked up, she saw a pale skinned plump young woman (around mid 20s) looking back at her. "Oh don't worry about the window. My, my, girl! You look starving! Please, have one of my many treats!" The woman said and gave Gretel a thick, fat, and huge brownie. A smile formed across Gretel's face as she examined it and stuffed the fattening treat into her mouth with glee. "Yum! That was so delicious!" Gretal exclaimed. "Why don't you come inside my house! I love to feed my abundance of sweet treats to little girls like you." The woman suggested. The woman gently squeezed Gretel's hand and led her inside.
Dispite being edible on the outside, the foyer was ordinary. The dining room however, was a sight to behold. There was a long oak wood dining table filled with cakes, pies, doughnuts, ice-cream sundaes, eclairs, milkshakes, and other treats. Gretel's mouth was watering; the only foods she ever had were stale biscuits, moldy cheese, small sips of bad wine, and maybe a rancid lamb-chop if she was lucky.
The woman smiled sweetly and said, "Eat up!"
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