In Extremis series

There is a theory that when a human body reaches the moment of death, the soul leaves the body along with the final breath.
This is a story about witnessing that moment, holding the hand of someone at the edge of life.

The body is still warm.
The pacemaker shows rhythmic waves.
However, as time passes, the intervals between the waves gradually grow longer.
Watching the pacemaker and the body alternately, as if waiting for and chasing the next wave.
The wave does not come.
It should have come by now.
Finally, a delayed wave appears, but it offers no sense of relief—only the longing for another wave to follow.

The body remains warm.
After watching those faint waves for a while, the body slightly opens its mouth wide.
With minimal sound, it takes a deep breath, and after fully inhaling, a moment of stillness envelops everything.
Yet, the wave that should have followed never comes again.
Gradually, the body cools and stiffens.
The "void" and "beauty" faced in the moments just before a material object reaches death.
I believe this sensation applies equally to visual tools like cameras, card readers, and computers.

They, too, exist as living entities in a material sense.
This series captures the "error/beauty" that appears in the final moments before cameras, transfer devices, and computers take their last breath.