A solitary figure in a trench coat and hat strides purposefully down a rain-slicked street, a car trailing silently behind. The scene is drenched in a noir cyberpunk atmosphere, echoing Ben Templesmith's gritty art style. Shadows dance around the man, casting elongated, twisted forms against the pavement. Neon lights reflect off puddles, creating an oversaturated palette that contrasts with the monochrome undercurrent. Slight distortions to his silhouette suggest an otherworldly nature, as if bending the very fabric of reality. The air is thick with grainy textures, adding a sense of foreboding to the night. His form appears slightly blurred, out of focus, as if viewed through a distorted lens, lending an unsettling quality to the otherwise ordinary urban landscape.