Clouded Skies of Fear

A once-bustling mall walkway now lies in disarray, with litter strewn across the cracked tiles and faded advertisements peeling from the walls. The air is thick with dust, and the faint echoes of laughter and commerce linger like ghosts in the shadows.

The walkway is lined with shuttered storefronts, their windows grimy and obscured. Flickering fluorescent lights cast an eerie glow, illuminating the remnants of a vibrant past, while the scent of mildew hangs heavily in the air.