This town like any other is not stranger to urban legends. It is said that one day you could be walking alone in the dark and then you could hear footsteps behind you. You could even hear your name. Then you would obviously turn back. And you could be never heard of again.
Well, I don't know what our friend Ian is making out of home in the middle of the rain. Probably he was busy or distracted doing something else and had to go for something at the store. Who knows… The point here is that walking through a lonely median strip he heard a voice. “Ian” He heard. Luckily knowing about the legend he just kept walking until the sound of footsteps behind him disappeared. It was until later inside the house that he noticed his jacket was torn from the back.
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I had been busy this week working on commissions, my comic and some gifts that I owed, but guess who got a cold? So I'm taking a break from that while I'm in bed and I'm taking the time to finish this piece I had started before. I thought it could be a good chance to draw a monster from an actual fever dream but unfortunately I'm not that sick (Fortunately).
Ian and the walker were drawn on procreate in my iPad and the background on Photoshop but this time in my laptop instead of my work computer.
This was more There's a bit of a theme I've got going on lately but I'll talk about it in another post.
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