In a dystopian nightmare, a humanized bull stands at the center of chaos, clutching a battered sign scrawled with “Cairo Vattene” in jagged, uneven strokes. Its fairytale charm is warped into something raw and unsettling—blood smears its trembling hands and streaks its face, a haunting testament to survival in a collapsing world. The exaggerated distortion of a Panavision Prime Cine Optics 12mm fisheye lens amplifies its presence, trapping it in a warped reality that feels ready to shatter. The background is a pulsating hellscape of urban decay: neon lights flicker against crumbling concrete, splatters of blood streak the air like grotesque graffiti, and twisted slogans writhe on walls like living tattoos. Distant sirens merge with distorted, bass-heavy noise, creating a suffocating auditory haze. The bull’s shirt, ragged and soaked, bears the faint remnants of a spray-painted Red Bull logo, smeared and ghostly—an echo of a broken capitalist dream. Every detail vibrates with tension. The bull’s chest heaves, its human-like eyes flickering between desperation and defiance. The ground beneath it cracks as if the world itself might collapse under the weight of its presence. Both hero and antihero, the bull exudes a raw, unyielding energy, a figure of rebellion and tragedy caught in the crossfire of revolution and ruin. The scene thrums with uncertainty, a visceral blend of violence, humanity, and chaotic thrill.