Visual style: Live-action feature film realism, crisp action-camera sharpness, ancient atmospheric haze, naturalistic film print emulation. Character: A 30-year-old man with short hair and light stubble, wearing tactical jumpsuit in muted earth tones (olive and sand), dark flying boots, gloves, and worn paraglider toggles. Goggles resting on his forehead at the beginning, Stage: Vast prehistoric canyon dropping into dense jungle with a river corridor, muddy clearing, harsh daylight with atmospheric haze. Emotional arc: Anticipation → reckless speed → hunted panic. Timeline - single continuous shot, no cuts, 15 seconds total: 00:00-00:02 Interior of a cargo plane, harsh daylight blasting through the open rear ramp, strong wind tearing through the cabin. Medium close-up on the man's face. He looks forward with a half-grin, adrenaline contained. Goggles resting above his eyes. Wind distorts his expression. Dialogue (shouting over wind): "Ты не поверишь, что внизу!" 00:02-00:03 He pulls the goggles down over his eyes with a tight snap. Camera pushes in and arcs past his shoulder as he steps off the ramp. 00:03-00:06 Immediate transition to strict first-person POV (ultra-wide 14mm feel). Freefall forward at high speed toward the jungle canopy. Both gloved hands pull the toggles, boots kick into empty air. Violent wind rush, harness straps snapping tight. 00:06-00:09 Locked forward POV. Dive between treetop crowns, skim past the swaying neck of a towering long-neck herbivore. Right hand yanks the toggle to miss its jawline by inches. Deep animal bellow, leaves tearing, rising wind scream. 00:09-00:12 Continue the same locked POV. Thread into a narrow river corridor as a flock of pterosaurs erupts from the cliff wall and flies directly through the flight path. Left hand snaps the canopy into a hard bank while boots clear wet rock by inches. Shrill wingbeats, river thunder, fabric strain. 00:12-00:15 Blast out of the river bend into a muddy clearing, lose altitude fast. Drag the boot soles across churned earth as the canopy collapses behind. Skidding mud scrape, panicked breath. Stumble forward two desperate steps, look up - a massive Spinosaurus bursts out of the river mist with jaws wide open straight at the camera until the teeth almost fill the frame. END - Smash to black on impact (impact implied, no visible cut before contact).