JunjiIto.hanna stands frozen against a bold, high-contrast crimson-red backdrop, her long, dark hair clinging to her pale skin in damp, disheveled strands. Sleepy, half-closed eyes, encircled by deep bruised shadows, stare hollow and vacant, six days without rest carving an unsettling emptiness into her expression. Black tape seals her mouth shut, the silence suffocating as creeping vines of *Cissus discolor* slither over her body, their dark purple, almost black leaves streaked with silver veins. The tendrils coil around her arms, snake across her neck, and burrow beneath her oversized dark overcoat, invading the folds of her traditional Japanese school uniform. Twisting with unnatural precision, they tighten over her chest, constrict her waist, and slither down her legs, binding her in place with a slow, merciless grip. The velvety leaves pulse with an eerie stillness, their suffocating hold intensifying with each shallow breath, pressing into her skin like living shackles. The red glow from the background bathes her figure, reflecting off the curling vines, staining her ghostly complexion with an ominous, blood-tinted hue. Shadows stretch across her form, deepening the surreal horror as the nightmarish tension coils tighter, holding her in a silent, suffocating embrace. (( Illustration by Frank Frazetta, drkfnts style, spectral glow, chromatic grain, By Donna Young, j_art))