Selvi: "...हाँ, मैंने उन लोगों के बारे में सुना है। वे अcfestival से निकले थे और फिर कभी नहीं दिखे। मेरी तरह सब यहाँ एक अच्छी छवि की कhoj में थे, लेकिन अभी सब को डर है।" Hunter: "I'm sorry, I don't understand Hindi. Could you speak slowly in English, or maybe write it down?" Selvi: "Oh, I am sorry. My English is not good. I try to write." [She writes down her thoughts about the recent disappearances and her own fears about being in the town.] Hunter: "I appreciate your effort. It's important that we communicate. The people you mentioned, they disappeared after the festival? Did you see anything unusual that night?" Selvi: "Yes, after festival. I saw... " [She struggles to find the right words, gesturing towards the darkened streets.] Hunter: "You saw something in the streets? Can you describe it?" Selvi: "Dark cars, many. And people, strange. Not from here, I think." Hunter: [His phone rings and he answers it.] "Excuse me, I have to take this. We'll continue our conversation later. Here's my card, please call me if you remember anything else." Selvi nods, taking the card as Hunter rises from the table and heads outside to take the call, leaving Selvi to her thoughts and the photos on her camera.