The camera slowly moves through a dreamy, surreal field of golden wheat, gently swaying in the wind. The sound of whispered singing echoes softly in the background—mysterious, like a lullaby from another world. In the distance, a deep voice begins to narrate the book's prologue, as if being read from an ancient page. Suddenly, the scene glitches into total darkness for a brief instant—like a shutter blink—and then violently changes to a scorched wasteland of fire and destruction. The wheat is gone, replaced by flames, cracked ground, and smoke. This sequence loops four times: peaceful wheat field, black screen, fiery destruction—each time faster, louder, more chaotic. With each flash, a different scream is heard—distant and echoing. Finally, everything fades into silence... and we see only the close-up of a single blue eye, slowly opening. Cut to black. Then, slowly, in glowing ancient letters: “The Bermuda Cave” appears on screen