A haunting parade of skeletons marches through the ruins of a crumbled, dystopian city, their bony feet echoing against the cracked pavement. Leading them is ‘The Parader’

A haunting parade of skeletons marches through the ruins of a crumbled, dystopian city, their bony feet echoing against the cracked pavement. Leading them is ‘The Parader’—a pale, ghostly figure clad in an ornate black military-style uniform with silver embellishments. His dark eyes gleam with a mysterious intensity, and a sly smile plays across his lips as he guides the procession of the damned toward their final resting place. The skeletal band plays a melancholic yet triumphant tune, their instruments rusted but eerily resonant. The city around them is in decay—shattered buildings loom like silent tombstones, and the air is thick with the whispers of the past. Above, a blood-red moon casts an eerie glow, illuminating the spectral procession as they vanish into the mist, forever marching toward the end Surrealism