A single black cube in an empty, dark grey room. The cube is not perfect. One corner is slightly melted. Another corner has a tiny crack that glows with the faintest gold light, as if something is trying to escape from inside. On one face of the cube, a barely visible shadow of a handprint, as if someone touched it once and left no real mark. The cube casts no shadow except a soft one that seems to move when you look away. The room has no doors, no windows, no texture. Just grey nothingness. The lighting is wrong. It comes from nowhere and everywhere at once. The mood is heavy, silent, and slightly alive. Like the cube is breathing but you cannot see it. Ultra minimal, philosophical horror, 8K, cinematic, shot on medium format, muted colors: black, dark grey, and a whisper of gold. The cube has been here for a very long time. It is waiting for something. Or someone.