We see a tranquil New Zealand forest. All is quiet…until we hear the sound of a zip opening. We then see a jet of urine hit a tree, followed by a loud sigh of relief. But the audience can’t see anyone in the picture: just the jet of urine seemingly spurting from mid-air. Eventually the jet of urine sputters and stops. The zip is then quickly closed and we realise that we’ve been looking at a hunter…a hunter so well camouflaged that he has blended completely into the background, becoming invisible.