An atmospheric cyberpunk scene — a woman in a dark trench coat waits alone on a deserted monorail platform, late at night. Cold blue and pink neon lights reflect on wet tiles, flickering from malfunctioning signage. In the distance, the silhouette of a monorail approaches through heavy digital fog, headlights cutting through glitchy rain. The woman’s smart-glasses glow faintly, showing scrolling data. Her expression is distant, almost numb. Trash flutters on the platform from passing wind, and soft static hums from old speakers. Surroundings are filled with faded corporate posters, some glitching, some torn. Mood is introspective, cinematic, deeply melancholic — a mix of loneliness and digital detachment. Ultra-detailed, moody lighting, 35mm film lens, 8K, volumetric light.