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A woman with a short, dark pixie haircut sits in near darkness, lit only by pale moonlight filtering through torn curtains. Her once-elegant gothic makeup has turned monstrous — skin corpse-white with faint cracks like porcelain splitting, dark veins crawling across her cheeks and temples. Her emerald green eyes are now bloodshot and glowing faintly from within, pupils narrow and inhuman. Heavy black and crimson makeup bleeds outward from her eyes like bruises, with streaks of dried blood running from her lower lash line. Her lips are deep crimson, smudged and split, with fresh blood at the corners and down her chin. Her teeth glint unnaturally sharp as she parts her lips slightly. Candlelight flickers behind her, revealing claw-like shadows on the wall. The room feels decayed — peeling wallpaper, dust in the air, faint mist creeping from the floor. The atmosphere is chillingly realistic and cinematic, as if captured moments before she turns toward the viewer — a gothic vampire in full
