Authentic 1990s camcorder home video, VHS look: heavy tape grain, chroma bleed, soft focus, slight t

Authentic 1990s camcorder home video, VHS look: heavy tape grain, chroma bleed, soft focus, slight tracking wobble, a white timestamp burned into the lower corner reading JUL 04 1996. Handheld single continuous recording, no cuts. 0-3s: The camera films a quiet suburban backyard in late-afternoon light — a swing set, a wooden fence, sprinkler mist drifting. The ground trembles; the image shakes and the operator steadies it. 3-6s: The camera whips toward the rooftops. Beyond the houses a colossal creature rises into view — a kaiju silhouette taller than the water tower, birds scattering. Autofocus hunts, blurs, catches. 6-9s: Shaky zoom-in. The creature takes one slow step over distant power lines; a transformer bursts in a white-blue flash and the frame stutters with interference. 9-12s: A foot comes down just beyond the neighbor's fence line. The shockwave knocks the operator over — the camera tumbles and lands sideways in the grass, still recording, tilted horizon. 12-15s: From the tilted ground angle, the kaiju's head slowly lowers into frame, filling it, one enormous eye reflecting the camcorder's red REC light. The tape glitches, tears into static, cuts to black. AUDIO: diegetic camcorder audio only — wind buffeting the mic, sprinkler hiss, a distant car alarm, a low rumble that clips the mic on each footstep, tape hiss. No music, no dialogue, no voiceover, no narration, no characters speaking.