a grand, gothic library deep beneath a ruined cathedral, its towering bookshelves shifting and breathing, their pages turning by themselves, glowing neon-pink glyphs floating midair, at the center, a robed scribe with spectral hands furiously inscribing forbidden texts onto a scroll made of stretched skin, black candles flickering with green fire, behind him, a massive, ghostly archivist with empty eyes, its form shifting like liquid ink, dungeon punk aesthetic, high-contrast deep indigo shadows, vibrant magenta and bile-green highlights, unsettling yet mesmerizing detail