Dying sun over frozen mountains and corrupted ice field

An almost extinguished sun casts a copper and gray hue upon a vast, frozen mountainscape. Between pools of bubbling, reddish liquid, intertwined with corroded copper tubes and gears, steam emits a deafening roar. The ice fissures, exposing dark, pulsing veins resembling raw flesh; the snow is stained with unnatural, disturbing colors. The air is frigid, dense, and charged with a chilling, yet captivating beauty, interwoven with an unseen, bone-deep terror. Three women—Mary Solaris, Yui Hatano, and Zara DuRose—traverse the mist-laden, cracked crystal terrain. They are depicted with exquisite grace and intense focus, their eyes holding a glint of defiance and danger. Their torn attire reveals glimpses of skin and scars, projecting an encompassing presence that is both delicate and powerful, their raw essence unadorned. Blood, bright and languid, trickles slowly across the ice, and they smile knowingly, aware of the unseen horrors lurking in the shadows. Suspended above, a translucent, ethereal apparition hovers over a bed where a woman sleeps, clad in full punk rock attire. She appears rigid, as if cradling something on the verge of shattering. The apparition lacks defined facial features, existing as a confluence of light and shadow, with a breathing void where a heart should be. The composition is a dramatic mid-shot, emphasizing the figures and the foreboding environment, rendered in a hyperrealistic style with a gothic, surrealist atmosphere, illuminated by the dying sun and eerie bioluminescence.