A dimly lit 1970s multi-storey car park stands silent beneath the flicker of fluorescent tubes and the eerie glow of green exit signs. Empty parking bays stretch into shadowed corners, echoing with tension. Only two cars remain — both idling, stalking one another in an ominous cat-and-mouse game. The atmosphere is thick with paranoia, each headlight beam slicing through the gloom like a searchlight. It’s a forgotten battleground, where silence is louder than any engine.