Photoreal Dog-Riding Skateboard Video Prompt

Photoreal, raw unedited vertical phone footage - overcast daylight, slightly low contrast and low saturation, flat muted natural tones, NO color grading, not cinematic, looks like a real phone video; very shaky natural handheld phone camera that pans, tilts and tracks to follow the action, organic jitter and imperfect reframes, never smooth, never stabilized. FINN (the rider, match <<<image_1>>> exactly): mid-30s East Asian man, short black hair falling loosely to the sides, lean athletic build, black crew-neck t-shirt with a small white "el.cine" wordmark printed across the chest, light beige chino trousers, black shoes - keep his face, hair and outfit in every frame; FRANK (the dog): a small chocolate-brown dachshund - long low body, stubby little legs, floppy ears, tail held high, tongue out, bright happy eyes - visibly delighted and completely unbothered the entire time. THE ONE RULE: Finn rides ON THE DOG ITSELF. His two shoes stand DIRECTLY on Frank's long back, soles pressing the fur - front foot just behind the dog's shoulders, back foot over the dog's hips, sideways stance, knees bent, arms loose for balance. There is NOTHING between his shoes and the dog's back. Frank's stubby legs trot and sprint underneath, claws clicking and scrabbling on the concrete, carrying him effortlessly and joyfully, tail wagging as he runs. SETTING: a smooth empty concrete bowl at an outdoor park on an overcast day, a metal rail along the top edge, green hills and a tree line beyond, grey cloudy sky; a sparse crowd of casually dressed spectators sits along the far rim. ACTING: everyone reads as real people - the crowd's heads turn together to track the ride, they laugh, point, clap, a few raise phones to film; Finn stays dead serious and athletic, small constant balance corrections in his ankles and arms, eyes ahead. Even in held moments nothing is absolutely still: breathing, blinking, small weight shifts continue. No on-screen text or subtitles anywhere except the white "el.cine" print on Finn's t-shirt. No background music - diegetic sound only: the ONLY ground sound is a running dog - claw clicks and paw scrabble on concrete, faster with speed - plus wind, crowd whoops and laughter, a happy panting dog. NO rolling-wheel sounds, no bearing hum, no hard object clacking on concrete at any point: the ride sounds like a sprinting dog, never like anything rolling. No cuts. ONE continuous handheld shot. It opens at the top edge of the concrete bowl: Finn stands balanced with both shoes planted directly on Frank's back - soles on fur, nothing beneath the dog but his own four paws - the dachshund's front paws at the very edge of the drop, the crowd on the far rim watching; a held beat of balance - small ankle corrections, Frank's tail wagging - then they tip forward over the edge and slide DOWN the steep curved wall, the camera whip-tilting down to follow, Frank's stubby legs a blur, claws CLATTERING on the concrete, Finn crouched low riding the dog's back; they sweep one long fast arc across the bowl floor, Finn's knees pumping, arms out wide, his shoes never leaving the dog's fur, spectators' heads sweeping to track them; then up the far curved wall gaining speed and they FLY off the top edge into open air - mid-flight Finn reaches down and grabs Frank's long body with one hand, the dog's four paws paddling in the air, hanging a beat above the rim while the crowd erupts in whoops and claps - on the way down he plants the dog back under his feet, shoes landing square on the furry back, slides back down the curved wall and levels out; they glide to a stop on the flat; Finn hops off - one step down from the dog's back straight onto the concrete, both hands raised to the crowd - and Frank scampers a happy circle around his legs, tail high, tongue flying; the ground around them is completely BARE empty concrete, nothing at their feet, nothing left behind where they rode, only the man and the dog as the camera pans with the crowd laughing and applauding. End.