Some doors once opened can never be closed, but we can choose to avoid those rooms that are bad for us. 

                                                                                             

 

Long before she suffers the meaning of his favorite mantra, the one Dr. Pratz dispenses like miracle pills to patients of Red Ward because it emphasizes the triumph of choice and self-restraint over man's basest impulses, Hazeline realizes her singular gift from the fairy tales her father tells her—for when Little Red Riding Hood embarks to grandmother's house she finds that all her sympathy falls instead to the Big Bad Wolf, who in her heart she truly believes had not been born a monster.