Murciélago

Inside a black hole, rapid movements fill the void. Macroscopic bodily landscapes follow one another to the rhythm of percussion in crescendo. White skin pulses serenely, while black skin moves, revealing a face. Bright flashes burst into the air. In a slow, swaying trance, a shimmering eyelid reveals and then conceals a liquid eye. The swollen and contracting skin of the abdomen emits deep sounds with a relentless rhythm.