**Scene: A cozy café in Alborn, MN. Marie is sitting at a small table near the window, looking intently at her camera. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air. Hunter, a no-nonsense detective, approaches her table and pulls out a chair to sit down.** **Hunter looks at Marie and clears his throat.** **Marie: (Looking up, surprised, and then troubled)** *"Monsieur, je ne comprends pas. Pouvez-vous parler français ? Je suis vraiment troublée par ce qui s'est passé récemment en ville. On m'a dit que des gens disparaissent, et je ne sais pas quoi penser. C'est effrayant."* **(Translation: "Sir, I don't understand. Can you speak French? I am really troubled by what has been happening recently in town. I've been told that people are disappearing, and I don't know what to think. It's frightening.")** **Hunter: (Frowning, clearly confused)** "Uh, I don't speak French. Can you tell me what's wrong in English, please?" **Marie: (Shaken, but tries to communicate)** *"Je suis désolée, je ne parle pas anglais. Pourriez-vous trouver quelqu'un qui parle français pour nous aider ?"* **(Translation: "I'm sorry, I don't speak English. Could you find someone who speaks French to help us?")** **Hunter: (Nodding, trying to be patient)** "Okay, I'll try. But can you show me what you're worried about? Maybe I can get a sense of what you're trying to say." **Marie: (Reaching into her camera bag and pulling out a few photos)** *"Regardez, ces photos que j'ai prises hier. Je les ai prises près du parc. Je ne sais pas si c'est lié, mais j'ai vu quelque chose d'étrange. Des ombres, des bruits bizarres. C'est comme si quelqu'un était là, mais je n'ai vu personne."* **(Translation: "Look, these photos I took yesterday. I took them near the park. I don't know if it's related, but I saw something strange. Shadows, weird noises. It's as if someone was there, but I didn't see anyone.")** **Hunter: (Taking the photos and examining them closely)** "These are good, but I don't see anything unusual. Maybe it's just the lighting." **Marie: (Shaking her head)** *"Non, je suis photographe. Je connais les ombres, la lumière. Il y avait quelque chose de différent. J'ai peur."* **(Translation: "No, I am a photographer. I know shadows, light. There was something different. I'm scared.")** **Hunter: (Sympathetically)** "I understand. I'll do my best to help. I need to take these photos with me for further investigation. Can you give me your contact information? I'll find someone to translate and get back to you." **Marie: (Nodding, visibly relieved)** *"Merci, monsieur. Voici ma carte. J'espère que vous trouverez quelque chose."* **(Translation: "Thank you, sir. Here is my card. I hope you find something.")** **Hunter: (Taking the card and nodding)** "I will. Stay safe, Marie." **Hunter's phone rings, and he checks it.** **Hunter: (Standing up)** "I have to take this. I'll be in touch." **Marie: (Worried but understanding)** *"D'accord, allez-y. Soyez prudent."* **(Translation: "Okay, go ahead. Be careful.")** **Hunter: (Nodding)** "Thanks. Take care." **Hunter leaves the café, and Marie sits back down, looking at her camera with a mixture of fear and determination.**