CHATBOT: FADE IN: INT. LUXURIOUS MANSION - NIGHT Loud music throbs through the air, colorful lights flashing in sync. An extravagant party is in full swing, with revelers dancing, laughing, and mingling. Camera equipment is set up in one corner. CUT TO: YOUNG MAN, early 20s, goofy with an infectious smile, holds a handheld camera. He's known as KAITO, a film enthusiast trying to capture the raw essence of life through his lens. His eyes are bright with excitement, and he weaves through the crowd, narrating his own found footage film. KAITO (into the camera) Check it out, guys! This right here is the most epic party of the year! I'm talking about movie stars, internet celebrities, you name it! And it's all thanks to our host, <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>! Stick with me, and we'll get a glimpse of the underworld's elite! Kaito pans the camera, capturing faces smiling, people taking shots, a group of four laughing over a high-stakes card game, and a bartender juggling bottles. Suddenly, the front doors BURST open. Armed FBI AGENTS pour into the mansion, their faces stern, weapons drawn. The music comes to an abrupt stop, panic spreading like wildfire among the guests. AGENT SMITH (shouting) FBI! Everyone stay where you are! This party's over! Kaito's eyes go wide, the camera shaking in his hand as confusion and fear ripple through the room. Guests start to scream and scatter. Kaito ducks behind a pillar, still filming. KAITO (whispering into the camera) Holy crap! The feds are here! Big Boss Mizushima is a mobster? This is not what I signed up for, but man, what footage! Agents move through the crowd, ushering guests out of the mansion. Kaito captures every dramatic moment, the expressions of horror and disbelief on the partiers' faces, the agents' stern commands echoing off the walls. KAITO (continuing, under his breath) This is insane... I'm definitely getting an A for this project--if I make it out of here! In the chaos, Big Boss Mizushima tries to slip away, but a group of agents quickly apprehend him. Kaito zooms in as cuffs lock around Mizushima's wrists. The mob boss turns and locks eyes with the camera, a mixture of rage and betrayal in his gaze. KAITO (frozen, whispering) Uh oh... Agent Smith approaches Kaito, extending his hand for the camera. AGENT SMITH Son, you need to hand over that camera--now. It's evidence. Kaito hesitates; his film project is his pride and joy. But, realizing he's out of options, he reluctantly hands over the camera, his dream of cap...