Video narration
A lone black figure stands in the middle of an empty city. Ahead, a skyscraper rises above the streets, a landmark your eye finds without thinking. Dark clouds turn slowly over the skyline. Nothing rushes. The figure faces the tower, small against all that space, as the street stretches ahead. Then the top of the building begins to disappear. Not crack. Not fall. It thins into tiny black particles, lifting from the roof and drifting into the air. The rest of the tower remains, but its outline is being taken from above, piece by piece. The figure slowly turns its head. You feel the stillness change: someone has seen it happen, and there is nowhere else to look. The clouds keep moving. The particles keep drifting. No reason appears. Nothing stops. The city isn't just empty. It's vanishing, one piece at a time.