A barren field swallowed in suffocating gray mist reveals four towering cone-hooded cultists, their dark robes dragging across brittle grass...

A barren field swallowed in suffocating gray mist reveals four towering cone-hooded cultists, their dark robes dragging across brittle grass. Each figure stands unnaturally still, their exaggeratedly elongated shapes bending slightly forward, creating a sense of slow, deliberate movement frozen in time. ...