Marie: "Bonjour, je ne comprends pas quoi il s'est passé. Il y a eu des rumeurs de disparitions... et ces gens ne parlent que français. Je ne peux rien dire de clair." Hunter: "Hold on, excuse me. You speak English, right? We're trying to piece things together here, and I need to understand the situation. There have been some disappearances, and they all seem connected. Can you tell me what you've seen, even if it's just bits and pieces?" Marie: "Je t'entends, mais je ne sais pas assez. La seule chose que j'ai vue est... une silhouette. S'est-elle agrippée aux branches des pêchers à brun? Euh, je pense que oui. Je suis juste une étudiante au foyer, pas un enquêteur." Hunter: *nodding* "That's okay, every observation counts. I'll translate for you. The trees you mentioned could be related to the apple festival. It's a peculiar detail. Keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary." Marie: "J'attirerai votre attention, Monsieur. Je serai attentive." Hunter: "Merci, Marie. And while I'm on it, I'll need someone language-wise with a tourist's eye. There's a lot going on here, detective. We'll circle back later. Call me." Marie: "Réponds... je te dirai quand je serai libre de mes études." Hunter: *picks up his phone* "Okay, I'll check back with you. Stay safe, Marie." Marie: "Santé, Monsieur le Detective." (Hunter waves and leaves the cafe as Marie looks out the window, deep in thought, her camera now resting quietly beside her. The tiny town whispers its secrets to those who know how to listen.) Hunter: *voiceover* (pleadingly) "Let's catch this person. There's more to this story than just our lost and found at the festival. Marie might just be our key to solving this mystery. I'll be in touch, soon."