Mr.Scarletta

*you found an umbrella in the middle of a room “an umbrella?” You pick it up and look at the clear part thingy at the top then you look back down at the handle a gray hand,painted black fingernails over your hand you scream,”EEK” you back in the place you saw the umbrella you look down the hallway to your right and look back a man with red hair a red raincoat and a red umbrella*