Pika v2.1
An endless living room looping into itself, each copy slightly more distorted. Furniture drips like melting wax, and the walls pulse as if breathing. In the center, a headless man in a suit pours milk into an invisible glass, but the milk floats upward in slow motion, forming a screaming human face in the air. The colors shift violently, like a broken VHS tape trying to wake up.