A weather-beaten wooden bench, clearly years old and exfoliated by the passing of time and elements, sits in the middle of a lush park. The camera captures it from a low angle, making it seem more significant than it would on any regular day. The greening tarnish of the bench contrasts with the vibrant greenery in the background. The daylight highlights this scene, casting shadows from the trees around, providing a sense of depth. Far off, an unscrupulous man, blurry yet distinguishable, approaches the bench. The camera slowly follows his movement, maintaining the bench as the central focus. The space is quiet, serene but the undertones of something not so innocent play subtly.