Rewrite this kids' story as a dark suspenseful thriller

Once upon a time there was an old mother pig who had three little pigs and not enough food to feed them. So when they were old enough, she sent them out into the world to seek their fortunes.

The first little pig was very lazy. He didn't want to work at all and he built his house out of straw. The second little pig worked a little bit harder but he was somewhat lazy too and he built his house out of sticks. Then, they sang and danced and played together the rest of the day.

The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks. It was a sturdy house complete with a fine fireplace and chimney. It looked like it could withstand the strongest winds.

The next day, a wolf happened to pass by the lane where the three little pigs lived; and he saw the straw house, and he smelled the pig inside. He thought the pig would make a mighty fine meal and his mouth began to water.

So he knocked on the door and said:

  Little pig! Little pig!
  Let me in! Let me in!
But the little pig saw the wolf's big paws through the keyhole, so he answered back:

  No! No! No! 
  Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!
Three Little Pigs, the straw house Then the wolf showed his teeth and said:

  Then I'll huff 
  and I'll puff 
  and I'll blow your house down.
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf opened his jaws very wide and bit down as hard as he could, but the first little pig escaped and ran away to hide with the second little pig.

The wolf continued down the lane and he passed by the second house made of sticks; and he saw the house, and he smelled the pigs inside, and his mouth began to water as he thought about the fine dinner they would make.

So he knocked on the door and said:

  Little pigs! Little pigs!
  Let me in! Let me in!
But the little pigs saw the wolf's pointy ears through the keyhole, so they answered back:

  No! No! No!
  Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!
So the wolf showed his teeth and said:

  Then I'll huff 
  and I'll puff 
  and I'll blow your house down!
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down! The wolf was greedy and he tried to catch both pigs at once, but he was too greedy and got neither! His big jaws clamped down on nothing but air and the two little pigs scrambled away as fast as their little hooves would carry them.

The wolf chased them down the lane and he almost caught them. But they made it to the brick house and slammed the door closed before the wolf could catch them. The three little pigs they were very frightened, they knew the wolf wanted to eat them. And that was very, very true. The wolf hadn't eaten all day and he had worked up a large appetite chasing the pigs around and now he could smell all three of them inside and he knew that the three little pigs would make a lovely feast.

Three Little Pigs at the Brick House

So the wolf knocked on the door and said:

  Little pigs! Little pigs!
  Let me in! Let me in!
But the little pigs saw the wolf's narrow eyes through the keyhole, so they answered back:

  No! No! No! 
  Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!
So the wolf showed his teeth and said:

  Then I'll huff 
  and I'll puff 
  and I'll blow your house down.
Well! he huffed and he puffed. He puffed and he huffed. And he huffed, huffed, and he puffed, puffed; but he could not blow the house down. At last, he was so out of breath that he couldn't huff and he couldn't puff anymore. So he stopped to rest and thought a bit.

But this was too much. The wolf danced about with rage and swore he would come down the chimney and eat up the little pig for his supper. But while he was climbing on to the roof the little pig made up a blazing fire and put on a big pot full of water to boil. Then, just as the wolf was coming down the chimney, the little piggy pulled off the lid, and plop! in fell the wolf into the scalding water.

So the little piggy put on the cover again, boiled the wolf up, and the three little pigs ate him for supper.
In a desolate land, deep in the hearts of darkness, an old mother pig struggled to feed her three little pigs. Desperation loomed in her eyes as she realized the harsh reality of their predicament. She sent her children out into a dangerous world to seek their fortunes because she was determined to give them a chance at survival. 

The first little pig possessed a lazy soul. Hard work was a foreign concept to him and he chose to build his house out of fragile straw. Despite being a little more diligent, the second little pig lacked genuine ambition. He fashioned his dwelling from feeble sticks. Together, they passed away their time, singing, dancing, and foolishly believing in their invincibility.

In the shadows of their flimsy homes, a wolve crept, driven by hunger and a predatory instinct. Its predatory eyes spotted the straw house, and its mouth began to salivate as the alluring smell of the pig drifted through the air. The wolf growled and banged and banged on the door with a menacing tone.

"Little pig! Little pig!
Let me in! Let me in!"

Fear tightened the first little pig's heart as he glimpsed the wolf's menacing paws through the keyhole. Trembling, he replied:

"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!"

Enraged, the wolf bared its fangs and snarled:

"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."

With a mighty gust, it huffed and it puffed, until the flimsy straw house crumbled before its power. The wolf lunged, its jaws snapping shut with a vicious hunger. But the first little pig narrowly escaped, fleeing to seek refuge with his slightly more resourceful brother. Unfazed, the wolf continued to pursue its prey down the narrow lane. It noticed the second house, which was made of flimsy sticks. The pigs inside felt the threat after spotting the wolf's protruding ears through the keyhole. Fear flooded their bodies as they adamantly proclaimed

"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"

The wolf's hunger swelled, consuming its senses, and clouding its judgment. It snarled, revealing sharp teeth:

"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down!"

The wolf unleashed its fury, unleashing a tempest that tore the flimsy building to pieces. However, its greed outweighed its cunning, and the two little pigs managed to escape while frantically stamping their hooves against the ground. The chase continued an ominous pursuit in the dim light of the fading day. The three little pigs, their hearts pounding with terror, found solace within the walls of the brick house. They huddled together, aware that the wolf's insatiable appetite yearned for their flesh. And the truth was very, very real. The wolf approached the door, its breath rife with sinister intent.

"Little pigs! Little pigs!
Let me in! Let me in!"

The pigs, their eyes filled with dread, caught sight of the wolf's narrowed gaze through the keyhole. They mustered the strength to reply:

"No! No! No!
Not by the hairs on our chinny chin chin!"

Enraged, the wolf's primal rage took hold. Its teeth were bared, its voice filled with malice:

"Then I'll huff
and I'll puff
and I'll blow your house down."

The wolf attacked because it was desperate. It pursued with a relentless huff and puff. But the sturdy brick house remained unmoving. impervious to the onslaught. Exhausted and breathless, the wolf succumbed to defeat, forced to pause and gather its waning strength.

In a twisted revelation, the wolf devised a diabolical plan. Frenzied with fury, it vowed to descend through the chimney and consume the little pig as its final prize. Unbeknownst to the wolf, the clever pig had stoked a blazing fire and set a cauldron of boiling water to simmer. As the wolf descended into the depths of the chimney, the pig removed the lid, and with a sudden thud, the predator plunged into the scalding inferno.

The little pig swiftly sealed the cauldron, boiling the wolf alive, its screams drowned in the bubbling fury of its demise. The three little pigs, tainted by darkness and survival, dined on their once-predator, savoring the taste of victory amidst the haunting echoes of their harrowing ordeal.


