Hyperrealistic corn maze at dusk, where the tall, dried stalks rustle with a life of their own. The maze is labyrinthine, with paths that seem to shift and change, leading those who enter deeper into its twisted corridors. The corn stalks are unnaturally tall, their leaves sharp and jagged, and their roots seem to pulse with an eerie, red light just beneath the surface. Throughout the maze, strange, grotesque figures are woven into the corn, their faces twisted in agony, with hands that reach out as if trying to escape. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying vegetation, and the only sounds are the distant cawing of crows and the unsettling rustle of the corn as it closes in around those who dare to enter. The sky above is a deep, bruised purple, with a faint, sickly glow from the setting sun casting long, ominous shadows