In a dimly lit, stormy forest on a dark night, a lone woman stands, her pale skin illuminated only by the faint moonlight. She wears a stunning China dress with a long sheath skirt and a Jiangshi-inspired costume featuring intricate fang designs. Her black hair is styled in a side braid with blunt bangs and loose strands framing her face. But it's not her beauty that commands attention - it's her unsettling features: droopy, unclear eyes with ruby red and lemon yellow heterochromia, and a flat, expressionless face. A streak of black eyeliner accentuates her bad eyes, which seem to stare right through you. She holds an ofuda in one hand, grasping the edge of her skirt with the other, as if frozen in fear. The composition is straightforward, with the woman centered in the frame and looking directly at the viewer with a paw-like pose, as if begging for help. The atmosphere is heavy with foreboding, as if something lurks just beyond the treeline, waiting to pounce.

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