PROMPT:
In the eerie silence of a forsaken metropolis, a colossal mechanical spider sprawls across a sprawling complex of crumbling skyscrapers, its body a labyrinth of neon-lit circuits and pulsing wires, surrounded by a halo of flickering holographic advertisements that cast a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors across the dark, rain-soaked pavement, where twisted, gnarled trees push through the cracks, their branches like withered fingers, as the spider's glowing red eyes seem to pierce through the veil of night, exuding an aura of menacing surveillance over the desolate, cyberpunk world, where the last remnants of humanity cower in the shadows, and the air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and ozone, and the only sound is the distant hum of machinery, and the soft, mournful whisper of the wind.
