废墟中的日光扫过

One continuous shot, no cuts. 0-2s: hold the start frame as the woman crouches, breathing, eyes on the lens. 2-4s: the sun shifts impossibly fast: the bright rectangles of window light slide across the dusty floor toward her, dust motes rising in the beams, and the camera eases down on the swell. 4-5s: a bar of hard sunlight climbs over her pointed collar and face and catches the silver rifle in a crisp glint as she narrows her eyes, the light settling steady with no flicker. Look: cool blue-grey, hard sunlight, fine grain.