“Uhhh… chill.”

A man with long dark hair and a white and brown outfit stands in a dimly lit, ruined stone corridor, then turns and runs through a forest of tall, pale trees toward a large, broken structure. The scene shifts to a close-up of a damaged piano with red liquid dripping from a cracked stone overhang onto the keys. The man is shown again, now running away from the camera through the forest, with the broken structure visible behind him. The setting is a dark, decaying environment with stone architecture and a forest of pale, vertical trees.