Description

Over the river and through the woods to grandmother s house you go. Never mind the growling, it must be your imagination, just keep skipping and singing. You stop in your tracks as a big, bad wolf leaps onto the path in front of you. Its eyes glow red and drool drips from its fangs as it stands on the path between you and your destination… Grandma will have to wait.ood and nails to craft The Obliterator? It will be up to you, just make the call before it is too late!