צייד צעיר בסופרמרקט נטוש

Post-apocalyptic texture scene: a teenage scavenger picks through the husk of a supermarket shelves skeletal, a drift of leaves down aisle five, daylight through the collapsed roof bleached and shadowless. A kicked can skitters; a dead cart wheel turns. They find one intact cereal box, faded but unopened, and hold it like an artifact of a lost civilization, because it is. Muted palette, patient dread.