A dynamic side profile of the motorcyclist as he leans into a sharp turn, the tires of the retro motorcycle skidding on the wet pavement. The rider’s leather jacket is buffeted by the cold wind, and his scarf whips behind him. The sidecar, empty and rattling, adds to the sense of solitude. Zombies reach out with gnarled hands, their forms a blurry terror just feet away, bathed in the red glow of the motorcycle's tail light. --cref <https://s.mj.run/TT2QbfVPQCA> --style raw