Rise

A forward dolly through depth, scrubbed by the wheel. Layered gates — thin rings and frames — rush the camera, blurring and blowing past as fresh ones sharpen out of the vanishing point, while type plates drift by at four beats. The run lands on a headline blooming out of a light shaft; scroll back and the whole corridor reverses.

Oversized display words swap on a timed loop. Each exit rolls up behind a mask while the next enters with a small overshoot and settle.

A headline sits in near-darkness. The pointer carries a soft light that reveals the type and a fine grid beneath it, with a slow ambient drift when idle.