Found-footage terror at abandoned gas station

[STYLE + CAMERA + ATMOSPHERE] 1994 found-footage that goes wrong. Hi8 camcorder in his hand: micro-shake, bad framing, autofocus hunting, weak on-camera light. Hard cut every 1.5s. Twenty cuts. No score, no dialogue, no driving scene. He is already at a dead gas station. Shots change every cut: POV, whip, ground, a face in the beam, a rare snap onto himself. Threats are real people, not creatures: gaunt, dirty, bad teeth, smiles too wide and too happy. Practical skin only. No CGI, no extra limbs, no glow. Tension, running, fear. [IMAGE REFERENCES] Use the provided 4-panel sheet as the only identity reference [ATTACH_A_CHARACTER_SHEET_OR_IMAGE]. Lock him: black snapback, white skull-and-crossed-bones patch, full dark beard, black Pulp Fiction tee, dark jeans, black Vans, forearm tattoos. Do not redesign him. [TIMELINE — HARD CUT EVERY 1.5s] 0.0–1.5s: [Low handheld] Cadillac door already open. Cam points at dark pumps, blank prices, boarded town. His shoes hit the apron. 1.5–3.0s: [POV walk] Light pool on cracked concrete. Wind. A man stands at the beam edge, stained shirt, still, smile too wide. 3.0–4.5s: [Whip pan] The man is gone. Autofocus hunts. Office glass. A woman pressed to it, teeth wet, not blinking. 4.5–6.0s: [Snap to his face] One cut only. Eyes wet, mouth shut. No words. Cam already leaving him. 6.0–7.5s: [Over-shoulder POV] Behind him a third person has stepped in, thin, sallow, same smile. He has not turned. 7.5–9.0s: [Fast pan] Empty pumps. A hand rests on a nozzle, real fingers, then pulls back into dark. 9.0–10.5s: [Wide shaky] Two of them now stand between him and the Cadillac. Hands loose. Smiling like they know him. 10.5–12.0s: [Tight practical face] Pores, dirt, bad teeth, smile stretching. A person. Not a monster. 12.0–13.5s: [His retreat] Cam jerks as he steps back. One of them tilts their head. The smile gets wider. 13.5–15.0s: [Low angle] Their shoes start walking. Human steps. His breath loud on the mic. 15.0–16.5s: [Whip to the office] The woman is outside now, in the doorway, grin fixed, coming. 16.5–18.0s: [Ground shot] He bolts. Frame is asphalt, Vans, the light jerking. Footsteps behind pick up. 18.0–19.5s: [Look-back] They are running. Real gait, arms pumping, smiles still on. Gaining. 19.5–21.0s: [Side smash] A fourth person steps from behind a pump into his path. Too close. Cheerful eyes. 21.0–22.5s: [Dodge] He cuts left. Cam hits his chest. A hand misses his sleeve. 22.5–24.0s: [Edge of frame] The smile fills the side of the shot, half-lit, teeth, then he shoves past. 24.0–25.5s: [Sprint POV] Cadillac ahead. Door still open. Two shapes in the beam behind him. 25.5–27.0s: [Shoulder check] One is an arm's length back. Hand reaching. Real face, huge happy smile. 27.0–28.5s: [Chase, sidelong] Last stretch. The nearest one breaks into the edge of frame, too close, grin wrong, fingers in the light. 28.5–30.0s: [Impact] Cam whips. For under a second that face is beside him, smile enormous, human, terrifying — then the lens hits the Cadillac and the tape cuts. No monster. A person who should not be smiling. [STYLE & QUALITY BOOSTERS] 16:9 photorealistic 1990s camcorder, hard cut every 1.5s, heavy Hi8 grain, chromatic bleed, practical light only, coherent physics, stable identity, real human faces, no lip movement, no dialogue, no CGI beings, motion blur on the run, no music, no modern UI, no artifacts.