zavy-ctplsm, In a dark, abandoned hallway, disembodied hands made of ectoplasm materialize, glowing with a pale, luminescent light. They hover just above the ground, their fingers extending as if grasping for something unseen. The hallway is dimly lit by a flickering overhead light, but the ectoplasm glows bright enough to cast ghostly reflections on the walls, creating an unsettling atmosphere of impending doom