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Art style: Блэкаут. Экстремально крупный план глаза Артема. В зрачке, как в зеркале, отражается темный силуэт Двойника, стоящего прямо за его спиной. Глаз широко открыт, видны лопнувшие капилляры. Освещение минимальное, подчеркивающее детали радужки. Цвета приглушенные, почти монохромные. Атмосфера финального, неизбежного ужаса. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ FINAL STYLE ENFORCEMENT (this is the authoritative rendering directive — it overrides any style wording elsewhere in the prompt): Render this image in the following art style: Consistent minimalist 3D stickman horror style, oversized spherical head, thin limbs, dark navy environment, dramatic shadows, rigid animation, uncanny valley, vertical 9:16, cinematic horror lighting. Every surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in this idiom. Character appearance reference (MUST match exactly): - Артем: and centered in a pitch-dark dormitory corridor — Artem, a Russian university student around 20, caught in rising panic. Lean, slightly tall build; pale fair skin now sheened with nervous sweat; oval face with wide, fearful dark-brown eyes, slightly parted lips, tense jaw. Messy short mid-brown hair, a few strands stuck to his forehead. He wears a faded grey hoodie unzipped over a plain dark t-shirt, slim worn jeans, and scuffed white-and-grey sneakers. A phone clutched tightly in one trembling hand, its screen-glow lighting his frightened face from below; other hand half-raised defensively. Backpack strap over one shoulder. Behind him a flickering emergency lamp casts long shadows down the corridor. No on-screen text. - Двойник: in a dark dormitory corridor lit by a flickering emergency lamp. The Doppelgänger is a creature imitating a human: a lean adult male of average height, pale grey-ivory skin stretched too tightly over sharp cheekbones. His face wears an unnaturally fixed wide smile, lips pulled a fraction too far, revealing too-even teeth; the eyes are glassy, slightly misaligned and never quite blinking. Flat dark hair plastered to the scalp. He wears ordinary clothes that mimic a student — a plain grey hoodie, dark worn jeans, scuffed white sneakers — but they hang slightly wrong on jointed, overlong limbs. One hand reaches forward, fingers splayed too stiffly. His head is tilted at a subtly broken angle, pressed as if toward glass. Expression eerily serene, menacing, uncanny-valley wrong.