A haunting cyberpunk scene: a gigantic comet streaks down across the upper right sky with a long tail of red and white fire, splitting a tall radio tower in the distance, sparks scattering through the storm clouds; beneath it a jagged skyline of dark teal and indigo towers, tiny windows flickering, smoke columns rising, red beacon lights pulsing across the rooftops; foreground a tight low angle close up of a lone female sniper lying prone on a rusted water tank, her head and shoulders filling the lower half of the frame, black hood pulled low and a dark scarf covering her nose and mouth, one narrowed eye pressed to the rifle scope while the other eye is shadowed, rain beads and a thin streak of soot on her skin, a single wet strand of hair across her brow, her gaze locked and unblinking, the comet's fiery glow reflected in her eye and in the scope lens; the long rifle barrel points diagonally toward the sky, the comet's red light rim lighting her hood, shoulder and the wet tank plates; cinematic, tense noir mood, hard contrast, volumetric smoke, specular reflections on the rain soaked metal, film grain, slight vignette, ultra detailed skin, fabric and rust textures, stylized color grading in teal, indigo, black and fiery red; breathless and fatal