I’m sitting.

A young woman with pink hair and a face mask stands in a snowy, desolate landscape under a dark, reddish sky, looking forward as a cloud of white mist or smoke erupts from the ground in front of her. The scene begins with a close-up of a different character with blood on their face, then cuts to a wide shot of a snowy field with footprints, before focusing on the pink-haired woman who appears in the snow, looks around, and then stands as the mist appears.