The capital’s burning. The royals are dead. On a distant planet ruled by contracts and clan codes, one fugitive prince is on the run, and every Tracer in the city wants a piece of him. But the closer he gets to escape, the clearer it becomes: he’s not being saved. He’s being delivered.
Direction
Puchley packs feature-film worldbuilding into a sprint.
Cinematography
Claustrophobic corridors that somehow feel planetary.
Editing
Relentless rhythm—every second earns its keep.

Director
Sof Puchley
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Shot in a repurposed London parking garage over one weekend with practical LED walls for the cityscapes.