A midnight scene unfolds as the camera captures a desolate pedestrian bridge from above, gazing down upon a lone figure. The bridge's railing is weathered and worn, with rainwater dripping down like tears. A robust Malaysian uncle, clad in a white vest and checkered sarong (Samping), leans against the railing, eyes fixed on the sparse traffic below. His silver hair, now bedraggled from the rain, frames his pale face as he gazes out at the world with a mix of forlornness and despair. The frame is shot from an upward angle, capturing the bleak atmosphere in full glory.
