In the early morning calm, a solitary figure carrying an open umbrella walks away along a shiny, rain-soaked path in the park. Their small, dark silhouette is etched against the soft glow of old-fashioned lampposts, their light blooming gently through the dense, lingering fog. The path curves gently into the distance, with lampposts lining one side. Their glow grows weaker and more blurred with every step into the mist. Empty benches sit silently at the edge of the walkway, adding to the sense of quiet and abandonment.