Sora2 Prompt: “In a black-and-white 1940s-style train station filled with drifting cigarette smoke and soft film-grain texture, a woman in a long vintage trench coat and curled Hollywood-wave hair stands alone under a flickering overhead lamp. A locomotive approaches in a cloud of steam, its headlight glowing through the haze. She clutches her handbag close and whispers, ‘I’m leaving tonight…’ The camera dollies past her as the train rushes by, and in the windows her reflection appears — but her reflection mouths a different goodbye, adding a haunting, old-cinema mystery to the moment.”