A mysterious and terrifying scene of a twisted gothic cathedral rising in a foggy, moonlit swamp, its spires unnaturally elongated and bent at impossible angles, the stone appears to pulse faintly like living tissue. The surrounding trees lean toward the structure as if drawn to it, their branches curling unnaturally. Dim green light leaks from stained glass windows depicting distorted faces that seem to move when not directly observed, and shadows writhe on the ground below. The atmosphere is eerie and foreboding, the air heavy with a sense of dread and otherworldly presence.