Hyperrealistic banquet table set in the middle of a dark, foggy field, the remnants of a once grand harvest feast now decayed and corrupted. The table, long and made of rough- hewn wood, is set with tarnished silverware and cracked plates, where rotten fruits and moldy bread sit untouched. The centerpiece, a massive roast with an unnaturally elongated, twisted form, oozes a thick, black liquid from its overcooked flesh. Around the table, the chairs are occupied by skeletal figures, their tattered clothes hanging loosely from their bones, each posed as if in the middle of a meal. Their faces are frozen in grotesque expressions of pain and fear, their empty eye sockets staring blankly at the ruined feast before them. The tablecloth, once white, is now stained with dark, dried blood, and the air is thick with the stench of decay and something far more sinister. The fog swirls around the scene, thickening as it rises, creating an oppressive, claustrophobic atmosphere
