pointillism style A melting clock in a mirror maze with a gruesome twist. A desperate escapee from a labyrinthine hell stumbles upon a broken clock, its face warped and distorted like a reflection of their own sanity. As they try to grasp the clock's remains, the mirrors around them begin to warp and ripple, as if reality itself is bending to accommodate the chaos within. The clock's melting hands seem to be reaching out, but instead of saving the escapee, they're pulling them back into the abyss, where time has no meaning and terror knows no bounds. composed entirely of small, distinct dots of color, vibrant, highly detailed