The screen is dominated by a complex, daunting computing system stretching far off into the distance – servers, blinking lights and countless cable connections, a reflection of a zettabyte of data. The room is cold, harsh with blue and silver hues, buzzing with the electric hum. In the corner, a middle-aged man with a serious, dourer expression—not dressed in typical technician regalia—intensely examining a monitor. His face is animated by the glow of the screen, casting dramatic shadows on his stoic features. Meanwhile, a fireplace packed with fireboards is crackling enigmatically in the distance, casting a warm, contrasting orange glow intermittently over the sterile coldness of the room. A low-angle shot places the viewer at the level of the computer wiring, depicting the vastness of technology versus the humanness of the man. He seems smaller, dwarfed by the surroundings, accentuating the solitude and tension. The camera slowly pulls back to put emphasis on the isolation and disillusionment.