Judy Jerson white hair, pompadour white hair ponytail on top, torn fuxia miniskirt and top, dirty and destroyed, she has wounds and scratches on her legs, she is rising from the floor looking towards the viewer, in a long corridor of a futuristic space station with white and silver surfaces, shiny organic forms. The scene is dark, only illuminated by emergency lights. The hallway has large futuristic windows through which you can see a futuristic city on fire at night.
