The red wanderer.
A creature cloaked in a giant, tattered, quilted blanket stained red at the edges.
Not much of it’s body can be seen save for it’s long clawed hands and haggard bestial feet. The form under the blanket is nearly human, walking upright but leaning forward like it is top heavy, and it has a strangely distended neck that cranes forward, giving it an appearance of always peering fixedly in front of it.
It makes very little noise except for a terrible mechanical sound like a train ripping from its tracks or maybe the sound that plane makes as it crashes nearby. I am always running away, so have never seen how it makes this noise. It is a relentless stalker.
Despite the long claws it bears on its digits, it holds a single rusty knife in hand, letting it dangle at its side–at the ready, but almost as if it’s trying to hide it.
I drew him better but on a small canvas apparently…