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Art style: Grim Fantasy. Gloomy overcast Earth city street, bleak autumn, rusty yellow city minibus marshrutka at a bus stop, Yaroslav entering with worn jacket, other weary passengers Oleg, Nastya, Olesya, Natasha sitting inside looking out gloomy windows ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 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: photorealistic live-action cinema — indistinguishable from real film footage shot on a high-end digital cinema camera. True-to-life skin with natural pores and subsurface detail, real fabric weave and material response, natural light behaviour with soft falloff and physically accurate shadows, shallow cinematic depth of field, restrained modern colour grade. NOT illustration, NOT anime, NOT a 3D cartoon render. Every surface, skin, fabric, material, and environmental element must be rendered in this idiom. Character appearance reference (MUST match exactly): - Ярослав: the entire figure of Yaroslav and centered — a lean 24-year-old man of medium height with a slight, wiry build. Oval, plain, open face; brown eyes shadowed by faint under-eye bags and tiny red vessels from chronic sleep deprivation; a slightly upturned, snub nose; dark hair cut short and neat. He wears thin-framed glasses for his nearsightedness, blue denim jeans, a plain button-up shirt slightly rumpled, and ordinary leather shoes. His expression is tense and uneasy, shoulders drawn in, one hand half-raised as if waking from a disturbing dream. Behind him stands a bleak, foggy wasteland of the parallel world Torn — cracked earth, a dark churning sky, and a faint ominous vortex swirling far overhead. - Олег: and centered — Oleg, a tall, powerfully built man of about thirty with a broad, muscular frame and confident, grounded posture. He has strong, resolute features: a hard square jaw, high cheekbones, a straight nose, and a stern, piercing gaze under heavy dark brows. His short dark hair is cropped practically, with light stubble shadowing his jaw and weathered, fair skin bearing faint scars. He wears practical, rugged clothing — a fitted dark utility jacket over a worn grey shirt, reinforced cargo trousers, a leather belt with pouches, and scuffed heavy-duty boots. A few drops of dried blood mark his sleeve. He stands in a desolate, ash-grey wasteland of the parallel world Torn, broken stone and faint mist around him, expression grim and watchful. - Настя: Nastya, the entire. A beautiful, slim 25-year-old woman, about 175 cm tall, with an elegant hourglass build and long legs. Fair, pale skin and clear blue-grey eyes with a wary, resolute expression. Long straight blonde hair falling past her shoulders, slightly windblown, a few strands across her face. She wears a fitted dark grey travel jacket over a worn leather-laced tunic, snug trousers tucked into scuffed brown lace-up leather boots, a belt with small pouches. Smudges of dust and faint blood streaks mark her clothes. Pose: alert, half-turned, one hand near her belt, chin slightly lowered. Setting: a grim twilight ravine of broken stone, crooked dead trees and a brooding bruised sky. - Олеся: and centered — Olesya, a young woman in her early twenties, slender and slightly delicate build, pale freckled skin blotchy and reddened around the eyes from recent crying. Shoulder-length dyed hair, a bold unnatural crimson-red fading to dark roots, slightly messy and damp-looking. Round expressive face, large watery grey-blue eyes glistening with unshed tears, trembling lower lip, faintly smudged eyeliner streaking down her cheeks. She wears an oversized dark hoodie over a worn graphic tee, ripped skinny jeans, and scuffed black canvas sneakers. One hand clutches a sleeve near her chest, the other wipes her cheek, shoulders hunched in an anxious, vulnerable posture. She stands amid cracked earth and drifting ash under a bruised, overcast alien sky, broken debris scattered behind her, dim cold light grounding the grim mood. - Наташа: . Natasha is a young woman in her early twenties, fair pale skin with light freckles across her nose and cheeks, long wavy copper-red hair pulled back in a loose practical braid with a few strands framing a calm, level-eyed face and grey-green eyes. Slender but sturdy build, composed and alert posture, arms crossed or one hand resting steady at her hip, a reassuring half-smile that signals common sense and quiet support. She wears travel-worn modern earth-clothes adapted to a harsh otherworld: a dark fitted long-sleeve top, a weathered grey hooded jacket, scuffed cargo trousers and sturdy laced leather hiking boots. A faint dusk-lit mist, broken stone and twisted dark trees of a grim parallel world surround her.