An axolotl in a dark suit kneels in a rain-soaked alleyway, looking up with a pained expression. Its mouth opens wide in a silent scream, and its hands tremble slightly, raised towards the sky in frustration. Rain falls steadily, streaming down its face and arms, creating small ripples in the puddles around its knees. Occasional flashes of lightning softly illuminate the scene, casting gentle, shifting shadows as the axolotl’s head moves up and down in subtle anguish. Raindrops fall around it, bouncing off the wet pavement and splashing lightly. Dim street lamps create a moody, soft glow in the rainy, dark alley.