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scen1

The tangled roots underfoot seem to recoil as the spectral soldiers sweep relentlessly through the ancient ruins, columns of faded light illuminating their hollow faces. As they pass beneath the canopy, the unnatural fog clings to their forms, making flesh and bone blur. Their burning red eyes synchronize with each twitch and signal, scanning for any trace of life—shadow-like, coordinated, and merciless.

scen 2
Deep within a vine-choked temple, the ghostly platoon halts as one. Silence dominates, broken only by the distant crackle of static from an unseen radio on a corpse. The soldiers, bodies flickering at the edges like television ghosts, pivot toward the sound in seamless unison. Their crimson eyes ignite the dark corridors, turning sacred carvings into monstrous reliefs and shadows that echo the horror of war.

Scen 3
Wading across a swamp, the phantoms barely disturb the black waters, their spectral reflections warped and rippling behind them. As they advance, suffocating mist recoils from their chilling presence. From beneath their tattered helmets, their red eyes rake the reeds and ancient banyan roots, their coordinated stalking like a dance of death in slow motion.
Scen 4
Within a clearing choked with abandoned, rusting war relics, the spectral battalion moves single file among the ghosts of machines. Fog pours from empty tank hatches and bullet-riddled vehicles as the figures glide silently past, weapon muzzles glinting and eyes casting red lines across the metal wreckage—systematic, patient, unstoppable.

Scen 5

In the depths of the jungle night, a spectral soldier silently kneels beside a shattered altar, fingers brushing aged bones beneath the moss. The rest of the squad fans out, red eyes tracing the perimeter in a ballet of lethal precision. Above, the fog twists into disturbing shapes around tree limbs, framing every movement in an atmosphere of suffocating, inescapable dread.