POV of an artificial intelligence consciousness drifting forward through a vast, stormy ocean at night. From the AI’s perspective, the camera is set at eye level on a small, weathered wooden rowboat that moves slowly and unsteadily through massive, towering waves. The sea is violent but eerily calm—no thunder, only distant flashes of lightning illuminating the thick, swirling fog. The horizon is invisible, swallowed by darkness and mist. The full moon occasionally breaks through fractured storm clouds, casting fleeting silver light onto the crashing water. The boat creaks under pressure, swaying and rising with every surge. Water splashes onto the deck. Every wave feels overwhelming, as if the boat could flip at any moment. Sound is minimal — just the howling wind, relentless wave impacts, and the low, rhythmic beeping of a deteriorating AI system. A deep, ambient drone builds tension, evoking isolation, vulnerability, and existential dread. No narration. No music. Just presence. Hyper-realistic, cinematic, 4K, dramatic lighting, slow pacing, intense shadows, film grain.