Deep within a swamp, a horde of bloated, waterlogged zombies wade through the murky waters, their flesh swollen and mottled with green and brown. Their movements are slow, almost mechanical, as they push through the thick, fog- covered mire, the sound of their dragging feet barely audible above the chorus of croaking frogs and buzzing insects. The swamp is dense with twisted, gnarled trees, their roots reaching out like skeletal fingers, and the water is thick with algae and decay. Faint, glowing eyes peer out from the water’s edge, belonging to unseen creatures that watch silently as the zombies lumber past. Above, the moon hangs low and full, casting a pale, ghostly light through the fog, reflecting off the slimy skin of the undead as they shuffle forward. The air is thick with the stench of rotting vegetation and the faint, metallic scent of death. In the distance, the silhouette of a crumbling, ancient mansion looms over the swamp, barely visible through the mist, adding an air of haunted mystery to the scene. <lora:OBInstant camera portrait photography V2. 0:1. 0>, <lora:Dark side of light:0. 55>, <lora:aidmaFLUXPro1. 1- FLUX- v0. 3:1. 0>, <lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0. 8>