LONG ROOM, 05:47 Objects recovered from the scene: One projector beam, white, load-bearing. One pitch, electric green, reproduced faithfully at a distance of 18,000 kilometres. Twelve coats, not yet removed. Seven mugs of varying urgency. One extension lead performing miracles. One scarf still believing it is winter, which it is. One laptop tilted at an angle of pure faith. One arm, mid-gesture, frozen by the shutter. Six faces lit from the left by Wellington tungsten, lit from the right by Brazilian noon. The Prussian blue outside the glass — not the sky, not yet, just the idea that sky is coming. One room assembled by hand rather than design. Everyone half-standing. Everyone already there.