Night March: Procession of the Forgotten

Through the dense fog of a dystopian city, grotesque figures drift forward in eerie unison. Their heads—twisted branches, glowing orbs, mechanical constructs—shift with unsettling fluidity. Their warped bodies, a fusion of human, animal, and botanical elements, seem neither alive nor dead. Faint neon signs flicker across towering shadows, illuminating the otherworldly parade of forgotten souls, lost between worlds.