Teke Teke emerges from the darkness of a narrow railway tunnel, her severed torso crawling spider-like along the tracks, arms unnaturally elongated from years of dragging herself through the night. Her soaked school uniform hangs in shredded folds around her torso, black hair obscuring most of her face except for one unnervingly bright eye. Her fingertips bend against the gravel as she rapidly pulls herself forward. Far behind her, the headlights of an approaching train illuminate her silhouette and cast a gigantic malformed shadow across the tunnel walls. Rust, dripping water, abandoned warning signs, thick mist hugging the rails, claustrophobic perspective, Japanese folklore horror, gritty 1980s horror-film aesthetic, disturbing anatomy, dramatic backlighting, ultra-detailed.
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