I Hope It's Not Raining...

Alternate title: For the Love of Laundry

Happy Valentine's Day, Airumel!!!

Bet you didn't see this one coming. It's Damian from The Red Cloak!!! A man with a passion for laundry. But why does he wear all black???

_{Sorry about the three hole punch, the paper was that way when I found it...}

Enjoy!

The Red Cloak belongs to Airumel Read it: The Red Cloak -First version-It was raining. That’s the first thing that comes to my mind when I think about that night. I was out on the old dirt road on my way back to my grandparents’ cabin, avoiding the lake-sized puddles.
It was dark. The second thing I remember. The road was through a dense forest, so even if it had been daylight, it’d still be dark. I’d gone to the nearby town to pick up some groceries. Grandma had thrown out her back again while gardening and Grandpa was in a wheelchair, so I was the only one who could go, not that this was a big deal to me or anything. This wasn’t my first time I’d run her errands for her, but I wasn’t prepared for what was to come.
It was just a normal, rainy, summer night. The false assumption of security is another memory that will never fade. Just how wrong I was can never be put into words.
I was about halfway back to the cabin when I heard distant sounds. I stopped, listening. They got closer and as they did I heard sounds of metal

This was also drawn for Airumel ^^