In a desolate scene, remnants of a creature from unfamiliar depths hover between grey walls as if a forgotten relic trapped in a box of silence. There is no water to hold it, no life to touch it—merely a skeleton defying time, resting in a space where the city fades into faint shadows beneath its weight.

The light fades, swallowed by walls heavy with silence, as if narrating a tale of isolation and slow decay. No sound is heard, no movement seen; only traces of life whispering of an existence that once was, now suspended between oblivion and memory.