A lone figure stands on the precipice of a decaying factory floor, the air thick with the scent of rust and decay. Flickering lights cast lo...

A lone figure stands on the precipice of a decaying factory floor, the air thick with the scent of rust and decay. Flickering lights cast long, eerie shadows across the scene, revealing a labyrinth of broken equipment and various gears. The scene is rendered in the style of Gustave Doré, with a touch ...