Amidst the towering skyscrapers, a lone figure stands on a narrow ledge, overlooking the sprawling cityscape. Clad in a tattered trench coat, their face obscured by a hood, they observe the relentless flow of traffic below—both aerial and terrestrial. Billboards project personalized advertisements directly into their retinas, a constant barrage of consumerism. The rain pours incessantly, washing away the grime but not the pervasive sense of desolation. In their hand, they clutch a faded photograph of a family, a relic from a time before the world became so cold and impersonal.