镜头跟着她，跟随着她的背影，追随她迷蒙的眼神，一起试图感应四周环绕的声响与震动，夜晚彷佛是条没有尽头的隧道，车窗外流泄过往的片片光斑，彷若朝死夕生的昙花，岂只荼靡。身躯交错的恍然之际，她流了一滴眼泪。运用浅焦镜头营造疏离感，身处迷离之间的却是主角，身旁的清晰景物对映失魂的娇躯更显得冷眼旁观。Luna illuminates but she has no light. Luna makes everything happen, but nothing happens in her. Luna goes out like every night hoping to fill her void.
