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Create a dark, richly textured, gritty tone, atmospheric, cinematic oil painting in a gritty gothic style and dramatic lighting. Set deep underground. The space is vast, damp, and cathedral-like, its cold tiled walls and stone floors now completely overtaken by nature. Massive root systems burst through cracked ceilings and walls, twisting downward like veins. Bioluminescent fungi and moss glow softly in hues of pale blue, green, and faint amber, casting an eerie, organic light across the room. Dust and glowing spores drift slowly through the heavy air. Old morgue slabs, once used for the dead, now serve as altars for plant life — covered in moss, mushrooms, and flowering vines. On one slab lies a human skeleton, partially fused with roots and ivy, resting in quiet, reverent stillness — not horrific, but peaceful, as if embraced by the earth. On the walls, faded medical diagrams and anatomical charts peel away as lichen consumes them, the ink barely legible beneath creeping growth. Rusted cabinets hang open, drawers filled with soil and roots. In the background, an old mechanical medical scale, corroded and half-buried in moss, ticks faintly despite having no power — its needle moving slowly, inexplicably, marking time that should no longer exist. Subtle signs of moisture glisten on surfaces. Water drips echo softly. The atmosphere feels sacred rather — a place where death has been reclaimed, transformed, and remembered. Sofie: Long, straight black hair with soft bangs just brushing her eyebrows. Pale gray-blue eyes, fair skin with a soft, otherworldly glow in low light. Wears a loose gray knit sweater and long black skirt with lace trim. Around her neck: a modern digital camera, not in use, but present. Her expression is distant, quietly awed. She stands near the skeleton slab, her hand almost reaching toward the blooming ribcage, sensing something deeper. Lark: Short, wavy chestnut brown hair under a dark bandana.Olive-toned skin, hazel eyes sharply focused. Wearing a dark green utility jacket with many pockets, worn jeans with reinforced knees, boots. She crouched at a wall-mounted chart, she shines her flashlight across a lichen-covered medical diagram, searching for dates or notes. She has gloves tucked into her belt and a leather satchel open at her side. Her stance is alert, analytical. Nelly: Petite with buzzed sides and choppy teal-dyed hair. Bronze skin, wide dark brown eyes lit with excitement. Wearing a bright bomber jacket with patches, band T-shirt, fingerless gloves, and tech goggles resting on her head. She crouches beside a glowing fungal patch, holding a small EMF device, watching it spike as spores float past. She’s mid-sentence, talking fast, energetic, barely still. A candy wrapper pokes from her pocket. John: Tall and lean with messy blond hair pulled under a backwards cap, medium tan skin. Wearing a dark hoodie with a utility vest, cargo pants, dust on his sleeves. Small glasses sit low on his nose as he peers through the viewfinder of a large video camera rig, balanced and professional. He stands further back, capturing the scene from a wide angle. His expression is neutral but curious, immersed in what the lens shows. Lighting: ambient from fungi and spores, chiaroscuro contrast. Color palette: emerald green, bioluminescent teal, mossy brown, bone white, faded amber, dust-gray. Mood: solemn beauty, hushed awe, a strange peace in decay.
A wide shot captures a team of explorers examining a burial site in a dark, overgrown cave. In the foreground, a young woman with long black hair and bangs, wearing a grey sweater and a black skirt, stands holding a small black camera around her neck, looking down with a contemplative expression. To her right, a crouched man with a brown satchel over his shoulder shines a flashlight into the dark recesses of the cave. Lying between them, on a stone slab, is a skeletal remains covered in vines, green moss, and delicate white and orange wildflowers. To the right of the skeleton, another young woman with short blue-green hair and steampunk-style goggles perched on her forehead crouches, holding a small electronic device that displays a green bar graph. Her attire includes a patterned military-style jacket, black fingerless gloves, and a dark shirt underneath. In the background, to the far right, a man in a black cap and jacket with a large camera on his shoulder appears to be filming or photographing the scene. The cave environment is damp and humid, with tree roots and green vines hanging from the ceiling and covering the walls. Dust motes and glowing specks of light, possibly fireflies, illuminate the air.
Serie: Ghost's Story
© Isobel Blundell
All original characters, story, and narrative concepts.
