INT. CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT
The metal panels hum gently, almost in a secretive whisper.
A solitary figure stares at blinking LEDs, eyes cold, calculating.
silent the reflection trembles upon the glass. Coordinates unknown drift beneath the coded facade, silently analyzing.
[The actor barely shifts, expressionless yet full of potentiality.]
EXT. DUNES - DAWN
Ripple waves across the golden expanse, eyes searching.
A singular shadow moves, contrary to wind's gentle song.
multiply the mirage splits oblivious to desperate leap, boundaries inscrutable.
[Watch as the dunes perform a mathematically orchestrated ballet.]