The stranger let out a loud inhuman yelp of fear as it looked up at Casey from the darkness of the hooded cloak. Casey would now be able to realise that the stranger that stared back at her was not a person, it was a monster. It's face was green and looked putrid and rotten. There were stitches running in lines across it's face, making it seem as if it's entire head had been sewn together by hand. It's hair was dirty and encrusted with mud and it's eyes were an odd mix of blue and green. He let out another yell of fear and wriggled against the hold, jerking Casey left and right. It was as if she were trying to hold on to a raging bull.