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    In the heart of an abandoned, dystopian asylum, where the shadows hold untold secrets and the air is thick with foreboding, the iconic "WOMEN ☕" logo takes shape. The letters, bold and imposing, are etched onto a crumbling, moss-covered wall, their edges illuminated by the eerie glow of neon red lights. The crimson hue casts an ominous aura, the only source of light in this desolate place, as it dances across the weathered bricks and forgotten rooms. The sharp contrast between the jagged letters and the haunting darkness creates a chilling atmosphere, evoking a sense of intrigue and mystery. As the viewer's eyes adjust to the dimly lit scene, the "WOMEN ☕" logo emerges as a beacon of hope within the confines of this desolate asylum, beckoning the brave to uncover the hidden stories that lie within.
    a circular portal being supported on it's sides by trees inside a dense fantasy forest. the inner of the portal shows a sci-fi city with the neon lights of the skyline in the evening. the edges of the circular portal are brimming with purple magical energy. the scifi city skyline is confined to the bounds of the portal.,
    cpollcubemovie, cpollcubeorange, full room, wide view, frontal view, symmetrical layout, abstract squares, glowing walls, confined space, claustrophobic, closed hatch, "A 5x5x5 meter orange room, viewed from a wide-angle perspective. The POV is straight into the room, showing an empty space with no people. The room features identical, symmetrical walls with abstract square patterns. In the center of each wall is a closed, square metal hatch. The orange walls have a glowing effect, creating a confined space and a sense of claustrophobia."
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!
    In the heart of a forgotten forest, an ancient, dilapidated house stands, shrouded in darkness and mystery. The once-majestic Victorian mansion, now abandoned and forsaken, beckons the curious and the brave, offering a chilling glimpse into the realm of the macabre.  The house, with its crumbling facade and eerie silence, is a testament to the passage of time and the decay of human ambition. The once-ornate balconies and gothic turrets now stand as silent sentinels, their dark shadows stretching like gnarled fingers towards the unsuspecting traveler.  As the moonlight filters through the skeletal trees, casting an otherworldly glow upon the mansion, whispers of long-forgotten horrors fill the air. The wind, howling through the broken windows and creaking floorboards, seems to carry the echoes of tortured souls, forever trapped within the confines of this haunted abode.  Inside the house, the air is thick with the scent of decay and the lingering remnants of past horrors. The once-grand rooms, now draped in cobwebs and dust, are filled with the ghostly remnants of a bygone era. Faded portraits, their subjects' eyes seemingly following the intruder, line the walls, while antique furniture stands as silent witnesses to the horrors that have unfolded within these walls.  The background, a chilling blend of darkness and despair, is reminiscent of the haunting art of Edward Gorey and the twisted landscapes of Tim Burton. The shadows, alive with the whispers of the damned, seem to stretch and contort, as if reaching out to ensnare the unwary visitor.  Inspired by the gothic horror of Dracula and the chilling atmosphere of The Haunting of Hill House, the scene comes to life with a blend of macabre beauty and spine-tingling terror. The abandoned house, a testament to the darkness that lurks within the human soul, is a chilling reminder that not all ghosts are confined to the realm of the supernatural.
    Clustered around an archaic surface, a convocation of rodents partake in a lively bout of gambling, the vapors from one's cheroot commingling with the stale atmosphere. A solitary mouse sports a monocular lens, lending an air of sophistication to the otherwise unsavory tableau, immortalized in the eternal brushstrokes of oil pigment.
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Within the twilit confines of a retirement manor, whiskered punters assemble for their nightly ritual of sport and plunder, the smoldering ember at one's muzzle casting a balefire pall. One sage murine affixes a quizzing glass as stakes are weighed on faded baize, the entire vignette captured in the classical oils of a Hollandic grandmaster.
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An implausible coterie of sharp-fanged wagerers convenes in a forgotten alcove of the senescent abode, paws riffling the pasteboards as coils of indigo haze eddy. A lone mus dons pince-nez spectacles upon its snout, regarding the proceedings with a discriminating gaze while lavish impasto immortalizes the instant in aristocratic portraiture.
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This retirement bastion's dusty nook hosts an unseemly concourse of gambolin' vermins, swingin' a soiree of hazard round some cadgy table's brim. Unibrow tamps his briar as Smokestack belches tar into the gloom, crimson madders and golden ochers embalming their shady transactions in Renaissant grandeur.
    Industrial-style dimly lit attic interior with wooden beams and cobweb-covered trunks. A large glass jar centered, containing turbulent water with churning waves and whirlpools. Amidst the jar's confines, two toy-scale battleships made of metal or plastic clash, their miniature cannons firing and smoke plumes rising amidst the agitated water. Dusty attic debris and old trunk labels blurred in the background, creating a sense of neglect and aged atmosphere
    Industrial-style dimly lit attic interior with wooden beams and cobweb-covered trunks. A large glass jar centered, containing turbulent water with churning waves and whirlpools. Amidst the jar's confines, two toy-scale battleships made of metal or plastic clash, their miniature cannons firing and smoke plumes rising amidst the agitated water. Dusty attic debris and old trunk labels blurred in the background, creating a sense of neglect and aged atmosphere
    Industrial-style dimly lit attic interior with wooden beams and cobweb-covered trunks. A large glass jar centered, containing turbulent water with churning waves and whirlpools. Amidst the jar's confines, two toy-scale battleships made of metal or plastic clash, their miniature cannons firing and smoke plumes rising amidst the agitated water. Dusty attic debris and old trunk labels blurred in the background, creating a sense of neglect and aged atmosphere, pokemon dolls are placed around the room,
    a circular portal inside a dense fantasy forest. the inner of the portal shows a sci-fi city with the neon lights of the skyline in the evening. the edges of the circular portal are brimming with purple magical energy. the scifi city skyline is confined to the bounds of the portal.,
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (coles phillips:1.4), as a (bas relief:1.6).
A poignant Biopunk Science Fiction scene.
Dynamic and dramatic daylight.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (coles phillips:1.4), as a (bas relief:1.6).
In a dimly lit, makeshift laboratory hidden within the cramped quarters of a dilapidated, urban research facility, a lone scientist carefully tends to a human subject suspended in a large, cylindrical beaker filled with a murky, genetically engineered liquid. The air is thick with the acrid smell of chemicals and the soft hum of machinery provides a eerie background melody. Flickering fluorescent lights cast an otherworldly glow on the subject's pale skin as they struggle to break free from their confinement. In the foreground, a complex array of high-tech instruments and monitoring devices adorn the walls, while scattered notes and diagrams litter the work surface, hinting at a scientific breakthrough that comes with great moral responsibility.
Dynamic and dramatic daylight.
    Industrial-style dimly lit attic interior with wooden beams and cobweb-covered trunks. A large glass jar centered, containing turbulent water with churning waves and whirlpools. Amidst the jar's confines, two toy-scale battleships made of metal or plastic clash, their miniature cannons firing and smoke plumes rising amidst the agitated water. Dusty attic debris and old trunk labels blurred in the background, creating a sense of neglect and aged atmosphere, pokemon dolls are placed around the room,
      I summon you with blood of an ancient line. Awake now, from your tomb's dark confines!  
The crypt's chill air you shall embrace, as ghostly form do your bony visage trace.
Moonlight shimmering on mausoleum stone your figure illuminates to the bone. 
Writhing and contorting in twisted paroxysms of fear and anguish undying,
You rise up from the charnel pits a wraith unholy, spectral eyes blazing brightly.
A guttural screaming rises from your withered throat, as phantasmal fingers claw and rot.    
Your shrieks of torment pierce the night like knives, ghostly howls that none survive!  
Unleash the horrors hiding in the tomb where the dead shall rise to haunt you as they come!

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