A young woman, lit dimly by the moody blue twilight, sits alone at a stark metallic table in a spacious warehouse. Countless piles of cardboard boxes, creating a sense of depth, surround her. The shot, balanced by dark shadows and blue highlights, brings focus on her concerned face. The only vivid color in this otherwise monochromatic scene is a small, orange pill bottle labeled “Cyclazocine” in stark white, spotlighted by a single overhead light. As she reaches for the bottle, a fly buzzes past, disrupting the silence. There’s a shot capturing a low angle of her perspective, following the fly as it speeds away, darting through the warehouse’s labyrinth of boxes, echoing the immense struggle within her. The camera pulls back slowly, dwarfing her against the vastness of the space.