Dolly zoom in violently. Girl sits cross-legged in bathtub, bare porcelain visible beneath murky water. Her entire body rocks forward and backward in frantic, inhuman rhythm—shoulders jerking, spine arching impossibly. Long black hair obscures her face completely, cascading like a veil. Her movements are synchronized to no biological logic. Taiko drums pulse at her tempo. Behind her, bathtub walls weep—viscous slime oozes downward in thick rivulets, phosphorescent greens and magentas bleeding into desaturated tile. The slime moves independently, flowing upward against gravity in places, pooling in impossible geometric patterns. Close-up of her hands gripping the tub's edge—fingers splayed, knuckles white. 16mm grain dominates: scratches across the image, color separation at frame edges, emulsion damage in shadows creating cyan-magenta fringing. The water itself appears to move—ripples without source, surface tension breaking. Her rocking accelerates. Taiko becomes frenzied—tribal percussion mirroring her convulsions. The slime on walls begins to drip faster, collecting on the floor in bioluminescent puddles. Final frame: her silhouette frozen mid-rock, hair suspended mid-motion, hair and slime merging into single gelatinous form. Sound cuts to silence broken only by one final drum strike.Duration: 5 seconds | Aspect: 9:16 vertical | Audio: Taiko frenzy | Aesthetic: 16mm decay, phosphorescent corruption | Tone: Possession, uncontrolled ritual