A large, dimly lit wareroom filled with nondescript crates and boxes is captured in a shot from a high camera angle. On a rustic wooden table in the middle, a series of outdated microcassettes are scattered about, some open revealing the magnetic tape inside. At the edge of the table, a spicy jalap pepper, bright red against the otherwise dull surroundings, is perched—its purpose unknown. The colors are muted except for the jalap, which cheekily demands attention. The camera gradually zooms in, narrowing the depth of field to focus primarily on the pepper and the microcassettes. The room is balanced with shadows and mystery, the eerie silence amplifying the tension of the scene. As the camera moves slowly, the perspective shifts, unveiling a forgotten corner with cobwebs, hinting that the room hasn’t seen much activity in a while.