A Ritual Chamber film still, high oblique view into a silent institute review room: a glowing code terminal is venerated on a plinth while gloved evaluators watch from behind glass, their faces hidden. Large empty walls carry the cream-and-dark stepped-cross institute tile; deep near-black shadow, hard tube-amp chiaroscuro, one slate grade. The single phosphor-green accent appears as three verification lamps along the rail. A hexagonal honeycomb lattice is the real floor structure; one small mis-struck Bureau seal. Numbered callouts: (1) proxy reward altar, (2) cracked intent layer, (3) human verdict shadow. One detail gone quietly wrong: every green check casts a different failure outline. Nobody is afraid. Output in exactly 1122 x 1402 px, 4:5 portrait ratio.