Pluraleyes | 5

Ten cameras. Ten separate scratch audio tracks. Ten wildly different starting points.

He sent Stacey the file. Her reply came instantly: a single fire emoji. pluraleyes 5

Leo leaned back. He felt a strange mix of relief and a tiny, bruised sense of professional pride. It had taken him ten seconds to do what would have taken him all night. Ten cameras

The interface was unassuming. A gray panel. A button that said “Sync.” It felt like cheating. He dragged in his master audio track—the clean, 48kHz WAV from his Sound Devices recorder. Then he dragged in all ten camera angles, including Kevin’s iPhone footage, which was vertically oriented and had a kid yelling “WORLD STAR!” in the first three seconds. including Kevin’s iPhone footage