I might look cute but I'm actually a fierce creature responsible for the demise of at least fifteen humans.  Yea I have human skulls under my pelt.   I particularly like to mutilate older women who scrimp on feeding me nuts.  Boy that pisses me off.   I go to all this trouble to hide my true form and look cute to the old bags and they give two fucking nuts?  Fuck you Bitch!  I require at least five nuts to hide my true form.   Else... I guess you wonder what I really look like, don't ya, but if I showed ya then...  Yea, you know.  

I should tell you the story of Harry Beanstock and I, the time we entered the Dark forest.  Every woods has them.  Not the foot trails or the clearings, the dark paths.  The place that makes the hair on your skin prickle.  The place where the trees gather together and tell the Sun,  "Go away Boy, you're not wanted here" It's the place where the Dark things of the world come to life.  Not like your nightmares, where you can turn on the bedroom light and the bogeyman goes away.  No, there they come alive and stay alive. 

Every story has a beginning and I guess me picking over the remains of old Mrs. Talbot is as good a beginning as any.  I was tearing out her liver when Harry happened by.
" Who ya got there Tom?""Is that Mrs Talbot ?"  Harry said positioning himself for a better view of the action.
"How many nuts?""Three"Harry is the onlu human who has seen my true form and lived.
 "Poor fuck"