

Tim and Sam were friends who liked to play in the woods. They saw many animals and plants there. One day, they saw a big house with a fence. They wanted to see who lived there.
They climbed over the fence and walked to the house. They knocked on the door, but no one answered. They opened the door and went inside. The house was dark and gloomy. They saw many things that scared them. There were heads of animals on the walls, guns on the table, and traps on the floor.
"Let's get out of here!" Tim whispered to Sam. "This is the house of a hunter. He might come back and catch us."
But before they could run away, they heard a loud voice behind them. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" It was the hunter. He was big and angry. He had a hat on his head and a gun in his hand.
"We are sorry, sir. We just wanted to see your house. We didn't mean to bother you." Sam said, trying to be polite.
"Too late for that. You have bothered me a lot. You have trespassed on my property and touched my things. You are very naughty boys. I will teach you a lesson." The hunter said, pointing his gun at them.
He invited them to stay for dinner, but not as guests. He wanted to cook them and eat them. Tim and Sam screamed and cried, but no one heard them. The hunter locked them in a cage and went to the kitchen. He never let them go. It was a very bad ending.
