"Photo scene of a passage where an old man, barely able to stand, blocks the way with his unsteady legs. His face conveys a sense of resignation, and he tries to smile. The perspective then moves to a silent office with frosted glass panels. Inside, typewriters await their users in an eerie silence. A door at the distant end stands partly open, with light spilling from the room it leads to. A figure close to the door seems taken aback, possibly by a voice echoing from within the bright room.