A devastated and tragic small Midwestern main street at dusk in the dead of winter, with a post- apocalyptic atmosphere. Buildings are in advanced stages of decay, with collapsed roofs, shattered windows, and warped facades. The street is uneven, littered with debris, broken signs, and patches of dirty, ash- covered snow. A dense, suffocating fog blankets the scene, and a few bare, twisted trees claw at the gray sky. A single small tattered Christmas tree with tiny dull lights peeks faintly in the shattered window of an abandoned shop, surrounded by shattered glass and crumbling walls. The scene feels chaotic, cold, and utterly forsaken, exuding a haunting sense of despair and ruin