Imagine a dense forest shrouded in thick fog, where the moonlight barely penetra

Imagine a dense forest shrouded in thick fog, where the moonlight barely penetrates the twisted, leafless treetops. The ground is covered with dry leaves and broken branches, creating a cryptic carpet that creaks underfoot. In the center of the scene, there is an old wooden cabin, almost falling apart, with broken windows and a door that creaks in the wind. The cabin emanates a faint, flickering light., as if a candle was about to go out inside. Around the cabin, spectral figures, translucent and deformed, float in silence, their faces contorted in expressions of agony. One of them is leaning against the wall of the cabin, with long, tangled hair covering her face, from where only empty eyes can be seen, glowing with a ghostly light. Near the entrance, a pool of dark blood spreads across the floor, apparently emerging from inside the cabin. Deep scratches are engraved on the door, as if something with sharp claws had tried to get in — or out. The atmosphere is suffocating, and the air seems to vibrate with an incessant, distant whisper, loaded with dark promises and hidden dangers.
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Imagine a dense forest shrouded in thick fog
,
where the moonlight barely penetrates the twisted
,
leafless treetops
.
The ground is covered with dry leaves and broken branches
,
creating a cryptic carpet that creaks underfoot
.
In the center of the scene
,
there is an old wooden cabin
,
almost falling apart
,
with broken windows and a door that creaks in the wind
.
The cabin emanates a faint
,
flickering light
.,
as if a candle was about to go out inside
.
Around the cabin
,
spectral figures
,
translucent and deformed
,
float in silence
,
their faces contorted in expressions of agony
.
One of them is leaning against the wall of the cabin
,
with long
,
tangled hair covering her face
,
from where only empty eyes can be seen
,
glowing with a ghostly light
.
Near the entrance
,
a pool of dark blood spreads across the floor
,
apparently emerging from inside the cabin
.
Deep scratches are engraved on the door
,
as if something with sharp claws had tried to get in — or out
.
The atmosphere is suffocating
,
and the air seems to vibrate with an incessant
,
distant whisper
,
loaded with dark promises and hidden dangers
.
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