A lone astronaut lies encased in a glass-topped cryogenic pod, deep within the bowels of an abandoned research station. Frost clings to the chamber’s surface, and faint streams of condensation curl into the cold, artificial air. Red emergency lighting casts an ominous glow over the sterile, white-tiled room, contrasting with the rhythmic pulsing of a malfunctioning monitor. A gloved hand, partially obscured by shadow, reaches toward the cryopod’s frost-covered controls—hesitation, uncertainty, or something more sinister? The image conveys a tense, foreboding stillness, hinting at the unknown fate of the sleeper inside.
