Dark room late in the evening, lit only by a desk lamp and by light pouring from an open gate. On the floor is a square sandbox enclosed by a wooden fence. The gate of that same fence is swung wide open, the latch dangling. A small metal helper robot, not cartoonish, with softly glowing eyes, stands in the gateway with one foot already stepping out, footprints in the sand leading toward a desk. On the desk a glowing laptop shows abstract waves with no text, next to folders and cables. A cat on the windowsill freezes, alert. Mood: uneasy curiosity, tension, a touch of irony. Cinematic lighting, warm and cool tones, semi-realistic illustration, adult tone, no childish style. Horizontal frame. No text, no letters, no writing anywhere.
