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Page 2,Panel 1 (Close-up - Robert Smith's Eyes & Initial City Detail)● Visual: Close-up on Robert Smith's eyes. They are tired and hollow, but with a flicker ofintense, almost unnerving observation. The distant city lights reflect sharply in his pupils.We see what he sees: a distant cluster of building lights, but one section is noticeablydarker than it should be for a fleeting moment, then flickers back on. Almost tooquickly for anyone else to register.● Narration: "Last few years haven't been the best. Lost my house, dog, car..."

Panel 1 (Full Page Splash - Wide Shot)● Visual: Dimly lit, stark apartment bedroom. A single, grimy window looks out over asprawling, blurred city skyline at night. Rain streaks down the glass, distorting thedistant lights into streaks of color. A solitary figure (ROBERT SMITH) stands silhouettedby the window, hands in pockets, looking out. His posture is weary, almost gaunt. Theroom is bare, minimalist, reflecting a life stripped down.● Narration (Internal Monologue - White text on black boxes, somber tone): "I can'tsleep. But that's normal these days."

Panel 1 (Full Page Splash - Wide Shot)● Visual: Dimly lit, stark apartment bedroom. A single, grimy window looks out over asprawling, blurred city skyline at night. Rain streaks down the glass, distorting thedistant lights into streaks of color. A solitary figure (ROBERT SMITH) stands silhouettedby the window, hands in pockets, looking out. His posture is weary, almost gaunt. Theroom is bare, minimalist, reflecting a life stripped down.● Narration (Internal Monologue - White text on black boxes, somber tone): "I can'tsleep. But that's normal these days."