Wan prompts: Thriller

Night, storm, hard light from a rotating lighthouse beam, high contrast, cool tones, low saturation, establishing shot, wide-angle lens, high angle, vertical composition. A small coastal town of wooden houses clings to black cliffs. Waves smash against the rocks and spray drifts across the frame. The lighthouse beam sweeps across wet rooftops and an empty road where a police car sits with its lights off. The camera holds still as the beam passes twice.

Night, practical light from a phone screen, cool blue tones, low key, close-up, eye-level, center composition. A 34-year-old detective with short black hair, tired eyes and an olive raincoat sits in a dark parked car, rain on the windshield behind her. Her phone lights up her face; she answers and listens. Her eyes widen slightly. [Distorted male voice through the phone, slow, calm]: "You searched the wrong lighthouse, Detective." She lowers the phone slowly. Sound: rain drumming on the car roof, a low electronic drone. Generate single shot.

Image 1 is a 34-year-old detective with short black hair, tired eyes and an olive raincoat. Image 2 is a soft-spoken 31-year-old man with wire-rimmed glasses and a gray cardigan. A cramped interrogation room, one hanging lamp, hard top light, high contrast, cool tones, vertical framing. Over-the-shoulder shot from behind Image 1, her shoulder and short black hair in the foreground, Image 2 seated across the metal table. She slides a photo across the table. Image 2 looks down at it, then back up, perfectly calm. [Image 2, gentle, almost apologetic]: "I've never seen her before." Immediately, [Image 1, flat, tired]: "Then why did you take her picture?" Image 2 blinks once and adjusts his glasses. Fixed camera. Sound: a buzzing lamp, a chair creak, distant thunder. No background music. Generate single shot.

Water drips steadily onto the brass key and its plastic number tag, rippling the puddle around it. A flashlight beam slides across the floor and stops on the key. A gloved hand enters the frame and picks it up. Fixed camera, slow motion.

A 30-second thriller sequence in six shots. Night, storm, the lighthouse beam as the main light source, cool tones, vertical framing. Image 1 is the detective: a 34-year-old woman with short black hair, tired eyes and an olive raincoat. Image 2 is the suspect: a soft-spoken 31-year-old man with wire-rimmed glasses and a gray cardigan. Image 3 is the lighthouse and cliff path. Shot 1 [0–5 s] Wide shot of the cliff path from Image 3, Image 2 walking toward the lighthouse with a lantern. Shot 2 [5–10 s] Hard cut. Tracking shot behind Image 1 as she follows at a distance, keeping low behind rocks. Shot 3 [10–14 s] Hard cut. Close-up of Image 1 wiping rain from her eyes, flashlight held low and switched off. Shot 4 [14–20 s] Hard cut. Tracking shot following Image 2 up the spiral stairs inside the lighthouse, lantern swinging. Shot 5 [20–25 s] Hard cut. Medium shot at the top: Image 2 stops, turns toward the stairwell and smiles. [Suspect, calm]: "You can come up, Nora." Shot 6 [25–30 s] Hard cut. Close-up of Image 1 frozen on the stairs, the lighthouse beam sweeping across her face. Sound: howling wind, waves, footsteps on iron stairs, a creaking lantern. A low ticking pulse that stops dead after his line.