Hyperrealistic scarecrow standing in the middle of an autumn cornfield at dusk, its body an eerie fusion of straw, rotting wood, and disturbingly lifelike human features. The scarecrow’s face, carved from withered pumpkin flesh, is stretched into an unnatural grin, with cracked, yellowed teeth protruding from the mouth. Straw spills from the edges of the eyes, where sunken, hollow sockets seem to stare with a sinister intent. The tattered clothes, once vibrant, now hang loosely, torn and stained with what looks like dried blood. The corn around the scarecrow sways in the wind, their dried husks whispering as if alive. The setting sun casts long, haunting shadows, adding a layer of dread to the scene