What about a crazy billionaire who snatches kids off the streets in Florida to sexually abuse with his friends?
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Canopy crawler. It lives deep in forests and gets around by climbing high up in the branches with its numerous extremely long limbs. It hunts by grabbing hapless hikers and forest creatures that weren't looking up, especially at night. Its limbs are crooked and its skin can easily be mistaken for the bark of a young tree, so look up before you get too close to that sapling or grabbing that hanging branch.
Not all the cars on the road are real, a few of them are some kind of creature that has adapted to mimic cars, to blend in and avoid predators, and eat roadkill when nobody is looking. That's why sometimes you see a car with window tint so dark it seems like nobody could possibly see though it, to hide the fact there's no interior.
I've always thought dead cars was a cool idea.
Not every car is "real". Think ghost ships of the pirate age. There's some flying Dutchman of a resurrected ram van somewhere that's just running people off roads in the dead of the night. Perhaps in a peculiar fog with no apparent source.
Maybe that car on your right at 2am in the middle of nowhere is actually a guy who died falling asleep at the wheel 20 years ago and he's keeping you company so you dont meet the same fate.
Its endlessly adaptable and it has the strength of precedent.
Cars eat kids. They wait for kids to not stop, look, listen, then pounce. Kid blood oils their engines.
Same electrical cars are the worst. They evolved away from blood lubricants. Their silent hunting means they eat kids just for fun.
The RacKing. Like a rat king, but with raccoons. Spawns at the center point of a circle of seven dumpsters.
There's a methhead behind the abandoned tarmac factory they say can tell your fortune with 99% accuracy if you give him pure enough crystal.
A whole ball of it, I'm guessing

The squonk.