A woman named Ty4s wearing a ripped and dust-covered white shirt, holding onto the edge of a rusty metal garbage bin as though preparing to flee. The faint outline of two shadowy men emerges in the blurred urban background, their distorted reflections shimmering in the slick puddles on the wet asphalt. Overhead streetlights flicker unevenly, casting eerie, fragmented light onto the dark alleyway, deepening the sense of dread.
