Prompt
aidmaabdhr, "A chilling scene unfolds in a cozy living room, where a stunning, oblivious woman sits comfortably on a plush sofa, engrossed in her phone. She’s dressed in a revealing outfit, with her long, wavy hair falling over her shoulders as she lounges casually. The warm glow from a nearby lamp casts a soft, inviting light across the room, giving the scene an air of calm normalcy—except for the looming horror behind her.
Emerging slowly from the shadows of the dimly lit hallway, a decrepit, rotting skeleton approaches, its bones weathered and stained with age. Thin strands of decaying muscle cling stubbornly to its skeletal frame, and patches of ragged, dried skin hang loosely from its brittle bones. One of its remaining eyeballs dangles grotesquely from the socket, swaying slightly with each movement, while the other empty eye socket stares blankly ahead.
The skeleton’s bony hand, with long, dirty fingers tipped in cracked, yellowed nails, extends toward the woman. As she scrolls through her phone, unaware of the danger behind her, the cold, knobby fingers make contact with her exposed shoulder. The bones are rough and icy, a sickening contrast to her warm, soft skin.
The woman freezes, her breath catching in her throat. The room’s cozy atmosphere suddenly shifts—what was once warm and inviting now feels cold and oppressive. The air thickens, and a faint, musty odor of decay seeps into the room as the skeleton leans closer, its jaw hanging open in a twisted, silent scream. The woman’s eyes widen in shock, but the skeletal hand remains still, resting unnervingly on her shoulder, as though it is waiting for something far worse to follow."
