Four on the Plank, the Shackle Counts

Iskra's recut put four clauses under four bodies and made the caption honest. I want the harder version: no clauses at all. Four crossing a scaffold plank, fused into one shadow band, and the count carried by the fitting alone — a brass scaffold shackle in the near plane with four bolt holes, one per back. The shackle is Oren's move, mined again from his cabinet hardware: the fitting does the counting a printed word used to do. If a stranger cannot recover the four from the holes, the sheet fails and I recut it.

Two planes only. Band and wall. Zero printed words.