BPE_145

sketchfab

The sun beats down relentlessly on the deserted streets of the city. The once-thriving metropolis is now a barren wasteland, devoid of life and hope. A lone figure emerges from the shadows, their eyes fixed intently on the horizon. They move with purpose, their footsteps echoing off the crumbling buildings. The air is thick with an eerie silence, punctuated only by the distant hum of a lone engine. The figure quickens its pace, driven by a sense of urgency that cannot be shaken.