"Hello everyone, welcome to my patisserie!"
Suddenly, just when Cinderella was busily stuffing her mouth with a delicious suncake, a famous traditional Taiwanese dessert with maltose fillings, they heard a shrill voice say. Only when they turned around did they pursue a tall, stout woman dressed in black, with heavy make-up and a veil over her face, standing behind the counter, smiling at them with a bizarre, lopsided smile.
"We are so sorry for eating your dessert without your permission," apologised the polite scarecrow. "We kept calling but no one answered us."
"Do not worry, my dear friends," answered the woman in black with her shrill voice. "I am Mrs. Ouest, the owner of this little patisserie....."
"I thought it said 'restaurant' on the outside," interrupted Mr. Knight.
"Well, yes, let's say it's a restaurant and a patisserie," replied Mrs. Ouest, with a change of tone, apparently having lost her patience. Nevertheless, as if noticing her attitude, she quickly checked herself and changed back to her normal tone. "Now, who's hungry? Follow me, there are more delicious food upstairs!" Mrs. Ouest said, motioning them up the stairs.
"Oh, I'm starving," said Cinderella, starting to follow Mrs. Ouest up the stairs.
Just when Mr. Knight was about to say that he was hungry, too, the scarecrow grabbed his arm and whispered quietly: "I think there's something fishy with that woman there. We should stay down here so we can save Cinderella if anything happens to her."
Upon hearing the scarecrow's words, the knight nodded and replied. "No, I'm not hungry. I'll just stay here and wait for Cinderella to finish." 
After she was led upstairs, Cinderella perceived a whole table of delicious food. There were sandwiches and muffins and chocolate cakes.
"OMG, is this all for me?" exclaimed Cinderella in amazement as her eyes gleamed greedily, thinking she was in heaven.
"Yes, yes," answered Mrs. Ouest, licking her lips and revealing her jagged teeth. "It's all yours, my dear." In fact, the scarecrow's suspicions were right, for Mrs. Ouest was only pretending to be friendly. She was a wicked witch who had built the restaurant in the middle of the Golden Brick road in order to lure travellers to her. Mrs. Ouest would serve the travellers delicious food so to make them gain fat, then she would cook them alive and eat them.
On seeing Cinderella devouring the food on the table, Mrs. Ouest laughed wickedly as she pictured the fat Cinderella in her pot.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Cinderella's friends were beginning to become very anxious.
"What's taking her so long?" said the scarecrow, walking back and forth across the room.
"What if something has happened to her?" exclaimed the cowardly knight, who started to tremble in fear.
"Let's go and find out," responded the impatient wolf as it tried to dash upstairs. Nevertheless, he discovered in horror that they appeared to have been trapped by evil magic inside the room, and whenever they tried to reach the stairs, they would feel as if they were walking into a sheet of glass.
Oh no! Cinderella's in danger!
~To be Continued~
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