A silhouette of a woman standing perfectly still as an entire collapsing city spirals around her in slow rotation. The city fractures into surreal districts: a marketplace suspended upside-down where merchants sell bottled shadows, a bathhouse carved into a glacier with steam freezing mid-air, a rooftop zoo where caged animals are made of smoke, a hospital ward where the beds are boats drifting down white hallways, a music conservatory where instruments play themselves in an empty auditorium, a cinema where the screen shows the audience watching themselves, a florist shop overgrown into a forest consuming its own walls, a clock tower where time spills out like water, and a grand ballroom with a floor made of reflective black water beneath a chandelier of frozen flame. The woman is the only still point in the chaos, her silhouette centered and grounded. The lighting is ghostly pale blue and deep crimson, baroque and melancholic.