Tom finds himself standing in the center of a vast dream city he created
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Tom finds himself standing in the center of a vast dream city he created—skyscrapers sculpted from memory
,
skies painted with imagination
,
streets paved with hood wishes
.
He raises his hand to shift the sun
,
a trick he’s done many times before
.
But nothing happens
.
He concentrates harder
,
trying to fly—but instead his feet sink into the ground
.
The city begins to glitch
.
Walls melt into static
.
Familiar faces walk by with empty eyes
.
A cries
,
but the sound is reversed
.
He shouts: “I’m in control
!
” The sky cracks like glass
.
Shadows begin to rise from corners
,
crawling
,
not attacking
,
but watching
.
His heartbeat pounds louder than thunder
.
He turns to run—but the city bends with him
,
folding like paper
,
no exit
,
no edge
.
Camera: spinning dolly shot as buildings distort and twist
,
rapid sound cuts between silence and distortion
.
Palette: glitch white
,
static black
,
nightmare neon
,
blood-orange sky
.
Checkpoint & LoRA
Checkpoint
SeaArt Infinity
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