A ghostly old lighthouse keeper standing in a dark, decaying lighthouse. His skin is pale and damp like a drowned man, his eyes are glowing faintly like distant lights under water. He wears a long, tattered navy coat, soaked with seawater and stained with salt and oil. His hair is wet and stringy, his beard tangled with kelp. Barnacles and small shells grow from his neck and hands. Behind him, an old lighthouse lens is cracked and bleeding black oil. The room is dim, lit only by flickering emergency lights, with sea mist rolling in. His expression is blank but his mouth moves as if whispering a chant. The walls are covered in scratched symbols and faded maritime maps. See more