Rats don’t just sense when something is dying—they’re drawn to it. In old plague reports, people wrote about waking up to the feeling of tiny feet on their chests. The rats weren’t scavenging food… they were testing whether the person was still alive.

My take on a vampire if he lived in the Scooby-Doo universe—crooked lines, bold shapes, playful horror, and that perfect mix of spooky and silly.

Hey, I’m JP. I made this separate page because my drawings got a little too unholy for my regular feed. Welcome to Crooked Necro Creations—a gallery of crooked lines, jittery colors, gothic gremlins, and horror-punk weirdness.