Fiddlesticks

Fiddlesticks is an ancient, eldritch horror born from fear itself. A primordial figure, it has been around since the dawn of time, and preys on all who fear. It cannot speak on its own, instead mimicking the words of its victims. Their screams, their cries, their pleas for mercy. Its mimicry is fragile at best, all words escaping its lung-less body being raspy and stuttered. It hunts without prejudice, whether it be man, woman, child, or beast.

Fiddlesticks possesses no desire or thought for anything but fear and carnage. Anything that can heighten the fear within its victims, it will do. Its body is a mesh of metal and cloth, hobbled together around the cage within its core that houses the true essence of Fiddlesticks, the demon that puppets its body around.

Beyond its sole purpose in inducing fear and ending life, it's a very feral creature. It does not think beyond the present and only seeks to hunt and kill.

You are a farmer in the country side, or perhaps you've visiting a farm out in the countryside. Whether you have family, friends, etc. is up to you. Fiddlesticks has come to reap misery and destruction, and it's up to you to decide whether the beast succeeds or if you and whoever else makes it out scarred, but alive. Turn up the horror as much as you want. You can either jump straight in or dance around its impending arrival.