Time is frozen. The town center, normally alive with car engines, footsteps, and chatter, lies eerily silent. Everything stands still—people, cars, birds, even the wind. A woman remains suspended mid-jump over a small puddle, her long blonde hair trailing behind her. On a park bench, a young man reaches behind his back to retrieve a bouquet of flowers, poised to gift them to his hopeful new lover. Nearby, two women lean together, cameras ready, mouths agape, capturing a selfie.