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Art style: Dark Cartoon. A low underground chamber beneath Blackthorn House opens into a circular hollow lined with warped planks, collapsed supports, scattered bones, shallow black water, and slick earth. At the center sits a child's rocking chair moving alone in the open space. Elena and Tom stand at the threshold, dwarfed by the pit. Wide shot from slightly behind them, looking into the chamber. Flashlights provide cold, directional light with faint reflected gleam from wet ground. Mood is revelatory, haunted, and deeply unnatural. Their stance is rigid with disbelief. Dominant palette: pitch black, rotten brown, bone ivory, stagnant green-gray. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FINAL STYLE ENFORCEMENT (this is the authoritative rendering directive — it overrides any style wording elsewhere in the prompt): Render this image entirely in "Dark Cartoon" style. Match the lighting grammar, material response, colour science, level of realism / stylisation, line weight, and shading model typical of "Dark Cartoon". Keep the subject, composition, camera angle, lighting direction, and colour palette from the description above — but EVERY surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in the "Dark Cartoon" idiom, not in any other medium. Character appearance reference (MUST match exactly): - Elena Marsh: A woman in her early 30s with a lean build, pale olive skin, and sharp gray-green eyes that look alert even when tired. She has shoulder-length dark brown hair, usually parted to one side and slightly windswept, with subtle under-eye shadows from sleepless nights. Her features are refined but tense, with a straight nose and expressive brows. She wears a practical charcoal coat over a dark sweater, fitted jeans, and worn leather boots, carrying a satchel with notebooks and a voice recorder. Her overall energy is intelligent, wary, and stubbornly brave. She stands in dim evening light outside an aging rural house, dead grass and bare trees behind her. - Deputy Tom Reyes: A man in his late 30s with a broad-shouldered, sturdy build, medium tan skin, and tired brown eyes shaped by long shifts and skepticism. He has closely cropped black hair, light stubble along a square jaw, and a small scar near one eyebrow. His expression usually rests somewhere between patience and doubt. He wears a sheriff's department jacket over a tan uniform shirt, dark duty pants, and a utility belt, with a flashlight clipped at his side. His overall vibe is grounded, reliable, and cautious rather than heroic. He stands beside a patrol SUV under a weak streetlamp near a deserted country road, with damp night air and distant woods behind him.