Remnants of joy and laughter are overshadowed by an atmosphere of desolation. Amidst the decaying rides and rusting games, an elderly woman sits, her presence an enigma. A congregation of birds gathers at her feet, their purpose unclear, as if awaiting a sign or a command. The ancient lights of the attractions, against all odds, still burn, casting a haunting red glow over the scene, hinting at memories long forgotten and futures uncertain
