Prompt: Create a richly textured and detailed, gritty tone, atmospheric cinematic oil painting in gothic style.
A warm, painterly scene in soft golden afternoon light, capturing an emotional reunion around a modest dining table filled with home-cooked food, pastries, tea, and scattered photo albums. The space feels intimate, cozy, and filled with life — the complete opposite of the abandoned hospital they came from.
At the head of the table sits Sophia’s elderly mother, frail but alert, with long soft white hair gently tied back. Her skin is lined but radiant with rosy cheeks, and her pale gray-blue eyes — exactly like Sophia’s — glow with quiet joy. She wears a vintage floral blouse and a delicate pendant similar to Sophia’s locket. Her hands rest on a large, timeworn photo album opened before her facing her.
Around the table filled of food sit the team — Lark, John, Nelly, and Sophia — all visibly more relaxed, their expressions warm and intrigued.
Sophia, now out of her oversized gray sweater, wears a soft, earth-toned dress, her straight black hair with wispy bangs that brush her eyebrows is loose and brushed. Her pale gray-blue eyes. She leans close to her mother, her face lit with emotion and peace.
Lark, with her hazel eyes and short wavy chestnut hair under a knit cap, listens attentively, her dark green utility jacket now draped over the back of her chair. She wears a black jeans and shirt.
John, relaxed and slightly amused, has removed his hoodie and cap. His curly blond hair tossled, his amber eyes glancing down at a black-and-white photo.
Nelly, animated and smiling, holds a magnifier to examine a worn photo with excitement, her teal-blue hair messy, and her bomber jacket covered in new patches. The photo must face her; we only see the back of the photo.
Photos from the past — some of them faintly ghostlike — are spread across the table. The album contains a photo of the little girl from the hospital next to a young woman — Sophia’s grandmother.
The kitchen behind them is small but cozy, with warm tones, hanging herbs, old tiles, and a window letting in golden light. On a nearby sideboard rests Sophia’s digital photo camera and some old faded photographs.
The moment is filled with quiet celebration, memory, and a sense of completion — the mystery gave them something personal and real.
Style: painterly, warm atmospheric lighting, soft shadows, nostalgic tone, cinematic composition.
Color palette: honey gold, muted teal, linen white, dusty rose, warm walnut browns.
Mood: emotional closure, wonder softened into belonging, family rediscovered through the unknown.
Prompt: Create a hauntingly emotional, dark, richly textured, gritty tone, atmospheric, cinematic oil painting in a gritty gothic style and dramatic lighting.
Set the scene in a small side corridor branching from the hallway mirrors, Echo Ward, quieter and dustier, filled with faded drawings on the wall — children’s sketches, yellowed and crumbling, showing stick figures, crude suns, and houses. A single low wooden bench sits beneath an old group photo on the wall in a cracked frame: faded but intact.
Sophia stands in front of it, slightly turned, holding in one hand the dusty picture of the two childs, her other hand reaching up to touch the frame photo of the group. She’s still, her pale gray-blue eyes wide, not with fear but a soft, overwhelmed recognition. Her expression is full of aching familiarity, like a piece of her life just unlocked. Reflected in the glass, faintly beside the photo — a little girl ghost, barely solid, stands watching Sophia. Her face resembles Sophia’s mother.
Sophia’s dark hair and long gray sweater are softly lit by an unseen light, with dust swirling in the air. Her digital camera hangs forgotten around her neck. The moment is quiet, reverent — she knows without question who the child is on the dusty photo she has. Behind her, the corridor stretches into shadow, with soft echoes of voices from the others.
The photo on the wall shows a group of children with nurses — marked 1930s — and Sophia now sees clearly: her grandmother is among them, young and smiling. Next to her, a child holding her hand — her own mother.
There is no sound, only the soft shimmer of dust and memory. In that stillness, Sophia understands: she was meant to find this place.
Color Palette: soft ochres, sepia-browns, muted silver, aged yellow, spectral blue-gray.
Lighting: soft and indirect, a single shaft of light illuminating the photo frame and Sophia’s face
Textures: crumbling paper, wood grain, cracked frame glass, worn shoes, dust motes
Mood: deeply nostalgic, reverent, warm but eerie — the moment where ghost and memory merge.
Prompt: Create a dark, richly textured, gritty tone, atmospheric, cinematic oil painting in a gritty gothic style and dramatic lighting.
The setting is a long, ruined hospital hallway — this is the Echo Ward, almost too intact compared to the rest of the decayed building. The walls are lined with tall, warped mirrors, their edges cracked or stained, but reflecting scenes the team cannot see with the naked eye. Light flickers without a source.
The team of four paranormal investigators stands at various points in the hall:
Sophia walks slowly near the mirrors, her pale gray-blue eyes unfocused, skin catching the cold, flickering glow. Her long black hair and oversized gray knit sweater drift slightly with movement on her black lace-trimmed skirt. Her digital camera hangs at her chest, untouched. Reflected in the mirror: ghostly children walking quietly behind her — but not visible in the real hallway. She doesn’t see them, but she feels them. Her expression is one of hushed reverence, not fear.
John, tall and quiet, follows her, filming. His large video rig is trained on Sophia, picking up the mirrored hallway’s reflection, where another version of the corridor exists — faintly inverted, alive with phantoms, whispers, and flickering movement. He wears a dark hoodie, glasses perched on his nose, blond hair pulled back and tucked under a backwards cap, a few cables spilling from his vest. His gaze is narrowed — he sees something on his monitor that shouldn’t be there.
Nelly, small and kinetic, stands frozen in front of a mirror where a child’s handprint just appeared in the condensation. Her teal-dyed hair is visible under her goggles, pushed up onto her forehead. Her bright bomber jacket seems dim in this light. Her face shows alarm and disbelief. She raises a tool to smash the mirror — but the reflection doesn’t shatter, even though the sound of breaking glass echoes unnaturally. Her posture is tense, reactive, overwhelmed.
Lark, the team leader, stands near a small wooden desk placed strangely against a mirrored wall. Her chestnut wavy hair is tucked under her knit cap. She shines her flashlight down and picks up a faded photograph half-covered in dust: an old nurse and two girls — one is unmistakably her grandmother, and the other, a child with her grandmother’s eyes. Her face shifts — shocked, trying to contain emotion. She realizes: the child is her mother.
The mood is surreal, heavy, and full of suppressed emotion. The hallway feels timeless, bending across frequencies. In some mirrors, ghost children stand still, watching. In others, they walk in slow loops. Light sources flicker — some from modern gear, some unnatural.
Lighting: soft mirror glow, reflections illuminate the figures with cold, silvery light.
Color palette: bruised violet, steel gray, pale reflection white, flickers of cold blue and tarnished silver, with pockets of deep shadow.
Textures: cracked tile, warped mirror glass, soft haze, light condensation, dust motes.
Prompt: Create a dark, richly textured, gritty tone, atmospheric, cinematic oil painting in a gritty gothic style and dramatic lighting.
Inside the abandoned children’s ward of the decaying hospital, rot and time have woven themselves into everything. Peeling wallpaper once painted with faded pastel animals curls off the walls like brittle paper. The ceiling sags, water-stained and cracked. A broken rocking horse rests on its side, one wooden ear missing, paint flaking like old skin. Melted plastic toys — bears, trains, dolls, a tricycle buried in dust — lie discarded, some half-submerged in shallow pools of murky water. Mold creeps like veins across stuffed animals that once offered comfort. Rusted metal cribs stand like cages, vines threading through their bars.
Glass-fronted toy cabinets, long cracked and fogged with condensation, reflect the flickering light from Nelly’s EMF detector. And there — only in the reflection — ghostly children watch, faint but unmistakable. Faces pale, eyes dark, features blurred like forgotten memories. Some tilt their heads. One girl raises a hand slowly. Some press hands against the glass. Others simply look.
The air is heavy with silence, yet full of presence. Dust hangs in shafts of gray-blue light from a high, shattered skylight. Ivy creeps down through the cracks, curling like fingers across the floor. A child’s music box sits open in the corner, though it makes no sound.
Sofie stands closest to a glass cabinet, her pale gray-blue eyes wide with awe, not fear. She has long, straight black hair with wispy bangs, wearing an oversized gray knit sweater over a black lace-trimmed skirt. The light catches the locket at her throat and the digital camera rest against her chest. She tilts her head, posing her hands on the glass like she want to touch the ghost children.
Lark, alert and grounded, shines her flashlight across a painted mural on the wall — a bright sun and laughing children, now smeared and crumbling. Her brow is furrowed, lips set in quiet concentration. She wears a dark green utility jacket over reinforced black jeans, her short chestnut hair tucked under a knit cap. Her hazel eyes are narrowed, cautious yet drawn forward.
John adjusts the lens on his camera rig, trying to catch the ghosts in frame, a faint glow reflecting in his reading glasses. His curly blond hair is tucked under a backwards cap, small glasses catching faint glints of light. Dressed in black hoodie and cargo pants, he’s focused but visibly unsettled.
Nelly, crouched beside a ruined shelf of warped books, grins with nervous awe, beside a fallen toy chest. Her short teal hair messy beneath tech goggles is lit by the faint pulses from her spirit radio. Bronze skin, dark eyes, tattoos peeking from sleeves. Her hand twitches near a candy bar in her coat pocket, forgotten for now. Her bright patched bomber jacket is smudged with dust. Her EMF reader blinking erratically.
The atmosphere is haunted, still, yet filled with an unspoken sadness. Fog catches the soft glow of the flickering spirit radio near Sofie’s belt.
Mood: melancholic wonder, eerie stillness, quiet curiosity — a moment balanced between two worlds.
Color palette: mildewed mint, dusty gray, faded mustard, pale rust, ghostly blue fog, stained bone white, icy cyan glow, misty lavender, charcoal black, forest green, vivid teal, and sepia gold highlights.
Prompt: Create a dark, richly textured and detailed, gritty tone, atmospheric, cinematic oil painting in a gritty gothic style and dramatic lighting.
Inside the decaying heart of the abandoned hospital, the camera pulls back to reveal a wider view of the main interior corridor: cracked tiled floors, flaking wallpaper, exposed beams, and broken fluorescent lights hanging like skeletal ribs. Rusted hospital beds with torn sheets lean against the walls. An old wheelchair lies overturned. A worn doctor’s stand still holds empty pill bottles, rusting scissors, and a shattered bottle of iodine. Cabinets line the far wall, filled with crumbling patient records. Mold creeps up the plaster, ivy curls through broken windows, and a draft carries motes of dust across the light.
In the center of the scene, Sophia stands slightly apart from the others, her hand gently brushing a timeworn medical record or chair. The dust swirls in an unnatural pattern. Behind her, faint, translucent ghostly impressions of former patients shimmer within the air—unformed, barely there. Echoes of the past, memories caught in the walls.
Sophia is shown in full-body, from the series’ canon description:
She has long, straight black hair with wispy bangs that brush her eyebrows, pale gray-blue eyes, and fair skin with a soft, ethereal glow in low light. She wears a gray oversized knit sweater over a long, black skirt with old lace trim, and a small locket pendant. Around her neck hangs her personal modern digital camera. Her expression is thoughtful, distant — half in this world, half in the next.
In the background, we glimpse Lark, John, and Nelly spread through the room.
Lark examines an old cabinet with maps, her short chestnut brown hair tucked under a cap, wearing her dark green utility jacket and satchel.
John adjusts his filming rig, tall and lean, curly blond hair pulled back under a backwards cap, dark hoodie and cargo pants blending into the shadows.
Nelly, small and energetic, peers into an old pill drawer, teal hair under tech goggles, wearing a patch-covered bomber jacket, her expression excited yet on edge.
Lighting is moody and realistic, with soft shafts of light coming through fractured windows, revealing floating dust and illuminating parts of the room with gentle golden hues. The atmosphere is quiet, reverent — like a sacred place no longer remembered.
Color palette: muted brass, soft ash white, ivy green, hospital gray-blue, dust gold, and touches of pale rose.
Style: painterly, gothic ruin, cinematic framing, organic textures with subtle supernatural glow.
Prompt: 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.
Prompt: A dark, richly textured, gritty tone, atmospheric, cinematic oil painting in a gritty gothic style and dramatic lighting.
A stairwell descends into the hospital’s forgotten lower levels — cracked concrete steps, rusted handrails overtaken by moss, and walls marked with smeared warnings and water stains. A single flickering emergency light casts eerie shadows across the space. At the base of the stairwell, a soft, unnatural glow pulses faintly from beyond the corridor.
In the composition, four paranormal investigators — teenagers to young adults — are frozen mid-descent, lit by cold flashlight beams and the distant glow.
Lark leads: short, wavy chestnut-brown hair tucked under a knit cap, hazel eyes sharp. She wears a dark green utility jacket, reinforced black jeans, and worn boots. A leather satchel hangs from her side. Her posture is alert, hand on the railing, scanning below.
Sofie follows behind: long, straight black hair with soft bangs, pale skin and gray-blue eyes. She wears a loose gray knit sweater over a black skirt trimmed with old lace. A small locket hangs from her neck beside a digital Nikon camera. Her expression is wide-eyed, fixated on faint glowing handprints on the wall that only she can see.
Nelly crouches a step lower: short, choppy teal-blue hair with buzzed sides and tech goggles on her head. She has bronze skin, dark eyes, tattoos peeking from sleeves, wearing a bright (orange and brown) bomber jacket with patches, dark gloves, and band shirt. Her handheld spectral scanner glows with unreadable data. Her eyes are lit with excited curiosity.
John stands at the top, tall and lean, filming with a large, mounted professional camera. He is young, has messy blond hair under a backwards cap, amber-brown eyes behind small glasses, a dark hoodie under a utility vest, and cargo pants stuffed with gear. He watches through the lens, silent and focused.
The space is damp and claustrophobic.
Light filters like fog.
The sense of something near — but unseen — charges the atmosphere with tension.
Style: dark paranormal, cinematic lighting, gritty textures, ghost story tone, visually detailed.
Mood: mysterious, suspenseful, immersive.
Prompt: A dark, richly textured, gritty tone, cinematic oil painting in a gritty, gothic style and dramatic lighting.
Scene: A wide-angle shot of a ruined early-20th-century war-era hospital, its decaying stone facade barely visible through tangled ivy and rust. Broken stained-glass windows gleam faintly. Fog coils around the base, and ghost lights flicker faintly near the upper floors.
In the foreground stands a group of four paranormal investigators, mid-teens to early twenties, their postures distinct and expressive. Their presence is small but visually clear against the immense, crumbling structure before them.
Characters — consistent and clearly described:
Sofie — A pale, ethereal girl with long black straight hair, soft gray-blue eyes, and wispy bangs. She wears a loose gray knit sweater over a black skirt trimmed with old lace. A small locket hangs from her neck beside a digital Nikon camera. She stands slightly apart, head tilted, looking at the fog as if listening. Her gaze is distant, expression thoughtful and otherworldly.
Lark — Athletic build, short wavy chestnut hair tucked under a knit cap. She wears a dark green utility jacket with multiple pockets and dark jeans with reinforced knees. Hands on hips, alert posture, hazel eyes scanning the building. Leather satchel slung across her shoulder. A natural leader, in control of the group.
John — Tall and lean, curly blond hair pulled back under a backward cap. Amber-brown eyes, dark lashes, small glasses perched low on nose. Wears a dark hoodie under a utility vest, dusty cargo pants, camera rig slung across his chest. Quiet, watchful, standing near Sophia, adjusting his camera gear.
Nelly — Petite, buzzed teal-blue hair on the sides, expressive dark eyes. Bronze skin, tattoos peeking from sleeves, wearing a bright bomber jacket with patches. Tech goggles rest on her head. She holds a spirit detector or EMF reader, crouching near the rusted ambulance, wide-eyed and animated.
Environment:
The rusty, moss-covered war-era ambulance slumps in the weeds, its cracked windows like empty eyes.
The hospital gates, tall iron with flaked paint, lean open like jaws.
Dense, emerald fog drifts across the scene with ghostly presence.
Dusk sky above is heavy and gray-purple, lit only by faint ambient glow.
The tone is eerie but expectant — like something is watching.
Mood: Silent tension. Mystery. Subtle dread. A liminal space between reality and the paranormal.
Lighting: Low diffused light, pockets of warm glow from EMF detectors, ghost lights, or window reflections.
Prompt: Create a cinematic, dark, rich texture, gothic-style oil painting presenting four paranormal investigators in a unified panel composition.
The image is divided into four vertical panels, each panel dedicated to one character. The panels are visually connected by drifting fog, dust motes, and faint ghostly light, creating a single cohesive image rather than separate portraits.
The overall style is dark, atmospheric, gothic realism, with gritty textures, muted colors, and cinematic lighting inspired by abandoned hospitals and paranormal investigation.
Panel 1 – SOPHIA (The Medium)
Sophia is shown mid-step inside a dim hospital corridor.
She has long straight black hair with wispy bangs, pale gray-blue eyes, and fair skin with a soft ethereal glow.
She wears an oversized gray knit sweater and a long black skirt with lace trim.
A small locket pendant and a modern digital photo camera hang around her neck.
Her expression is distant and introspective, as if listening to something unseen.
Faint, translucent silhouettes are barely visible behind her in the darkness.
Text (small, minimal):
SOPHIA
The Medium
Panel 2 – LARK (The Investigator)
Lark stands alert, slightly turned, holding a flashlight angled downward.
She has short wavy chestnut-brown hair, hazel eyes, and light olive skin.
She wears a dark green utility jacket, reinforced dark jeans, and worn boots.
A leather satchel hangs at her side; gloves are tucked into her belt.
Her posture is confident and controlled, a subtle half-smile at the corner of her mouth.
Text (small, minimal):
LARK
The Investigator
Panel 3 – JOHN (The Cameraman)
John is framed in low light, filming with a large professional video camera rig.
He is tall and lean, with messy blond curly hair under a backwards cap, small reading glasses, and warm amber-brown eyes.
He wears a dark hoodie and a utility vest, cables and batteries visible.
His expression is calm, observant, and thoughtful, focused through the viewfinder.
Text (small, minimal)
JOHN
The Cameraman
Panel 4 – NELLY (The Technician)
Nelly is crouched beside old equipment, adjusting a handheld EMF device.
She is petite, with buzzed sides and short choppy teal-blue hair, dark brown eyes, and deep bronze skin.
She wears a bright bomber jacket with patches, fingerless gloves, and tech goggles resting on her head.
Her expression is animated and curious, eyes lit with excitement.
Text (small, minimal)
NELLY
The Technician
Visual Style & Atmosphere
Gothic, paranormal, cinematic realism
Gritty textures: cracked walls, dust, fog, aged surfaces
Subtle supernatural glow woven through all panels
Lighting varies per panel but shares a unified dark palette
Color palette: charcoal black, hospital gray, moss green, muted teal, faded brass, pale spectral blue, soft amber highlights.
Prompt: Create a cinematic, gothic-style digital painting designed as a poster / series key art, with a unified composition and no text visible in the image.
Composition
Vertical poster format.
The four characters are arranged in a triangular composition, with depth and hierarchy, standing together inside the ruins of an abandoned early-20th-century hospital. The building looms behind them, partially swallowed by fog and ivy, its broken windows faintly glowing. The atmosphere is heavy but quiet—mysterious rather than violent.
Characters (canon, consistent):
Sophia stands slightly forward, the emotional center.
Long straight black hair with wispy bangs, pale gray-blue eyes, fair skin with a subtle ethereal glow. She wears an oversized gray knit sweater and a long black skirt with lace trim. A small locket pendant and a modern digital photo camera hang around her neck. Her expression is calm, introspective, and quietly haunted, as if listening to something unseen.
Lark stands close at her side, grounded and protective.
Short wavy chestnut-brown hair under a knit cap, sharp hazel eyes, light olive skin. She wears a dark green utility jacket, reinforced dark jeans, and worn boots. A leather satchel rests at her hip. Her posture is confident and ready, gaze forward, controlled and alert.
John stands slightly behind, partially in shadow.
Tall and lean, messy blond curly hair under a backwards cap, small reading glasses, warm amber-brown eyes. He wears a dark hoodie and utility vest and holds a large professional video camera rig. Quiet, observant, focused—watching the scene through the lens.
Nelly stands to the side, energized by motion and light.
Petite, with buzzed sides and short choppy teal-blue hair, wide dark brown eyes, bronze skin. She wears a bright bomber jacket with patches, fingerless gloves, and tech goggles resting on her head. She holds a handheld EMF or spirit device emitting a soft glow. Curious, alive, alert.
Environment & Atmosphere
Gothic hospital ruins: cracked stone, rusted metal, broken glass
Fog curling around their feet, dust motes in the air
Faint ghost lights or barely perceptible silhouettes in the background
No explicit ghosts—suggestion and atmosphere only
Lighting
Low-key cinematic lighting with soft rim light outlining the characters.
Subtle supernatural glow from windows and equipment.
Deep shadows balanced with gentle highlights.
Style & Finish
Dark atmospheric gothic realism
Painterly textures, organic decay
Cinematic composition suitable for a poster
Emotionally grounded, mysterious, human
Color palette: charcoal black, hospital gray, moss green, muted teal, faded brass, pale spectral blue, soft amber highlights.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
