The Dweller of the Threshold

Additional Prompt:  Inside a decayed, abandoned room with peeling walls and broken plaster, a grotesque humanoid creature rests upright on the floor. Its body, clad in a dusty torn jacket, has no visible legs; it supports itself with abnormally large hands. It stares directly at the viewer, unmoving at first. After a tense pause, the being begins dragging itself forward, lurching clumsily, arms pulling its heavy body closer. Its mouth gapes in a silent scream, the skin of its face twitching unnaturally. The ceiling light flickers, shadows trembling. The floor vibrates subtly with each movement. The mood is heavy, suffocating, steeped in Lovecraftian horror — the unnatural persistence of something that was once human.