A cinematic fisheye lens view captures a serenely horrifying tableau steeped in noir mythology. In a desolate plaza shrouded in thick, swirling mist, a colossal, ancient clock with no hands hangs impossibly suspended, its ornate frame dripping with cosmic nebulae. Deep shadows cling to the cobblestones where a mysterious, towering entity of pure shadow and forgotten time stands motionless, its presence both eerie and strangely peaceful. The atmosphere is heavy with the surreal silence of a dream, bathed in dramatic, low-key lighting as if from a forgotten god’s gaze.