Selvi sat in the cafe, replaying the day's events through her camera lens. The flickering lights of the seasonal Halloween decorations reflected off the glass of her camera as she tried to make sense of the unsettling events. Hunter approached her, his imposing figure blocking some of the light. He spoke, "Miss, did you see or hear anything unusual last night? I've been investigating a series of strange occurrences and I understand you're a visitor here." Selvi's voice trembled as she replied, "Indian jungle mein aisa kuch nahin hota hai. Mere shehar mein kabhi kuch aisa nahin hua hai. Main to Ganga ke kinare bhi nahin gayi thi. Mere liye yeh sab bohot hi ajeeb hai." She gestured animatedly, her words spilling out rapid-fire in Hindi. Hunter narrowed his eyes, his no-nonsense attitude faltering as he struggled to understand. "I...I'm sorry?" he trailed off, his brow furrowing in confusion. Selvi tried again, her hands waving as she mimed the scene, "Raat mein sabhi jagmaga utha aur andar ghere hue. Logon ki aawazein aayen aur fir sab kuch chup ho gaya. Bahar kuch dikhaya hi nahin." Hunter scratched his chin, a telltale sign of his frustration, "What...what's going on here? Look can someone translate this? I thought we all spoke English here." Selvi's shoulders slumped, realizing her mistake. "Mujhe maaf karen, main English nahin janti," she admitted when a call interrupted them; Hunter's phone ringing insistently. He held up a finger, excusing himself to take the call. Selvi watched Hunter leave, questions swirling in her mind. What was happening in this strange town?