Made with Nano Banana 2 Lite · CC0 · 10 Oct 2026

It checks the lockers

Generated from: First-person eye-level view down a narrow rusted staff corridor: a row of dented grey metal lockers along the peeling wall, one door wrenched open. The tall masked figure in soiled white-grey coveralls and a battered hood, face hidden behind a worn respirator mask, leans in to rip a locker door wide and peer inside. Flashlight beam cutting the dust, desaturated blue-grey palette, faint fog, a single red emergency lamp far down the hall. Gritty photoreal industrial horror, full-frame, no text or lettering.