INT. CAFE - DAY Marie sits alone at a small table, fiddling with her camera. She looks troubled and preoccupied. The door opens and Hunter enters, scanning the room. His eyes land on Marie and he approaches her table. HUNTER: Miss, I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. I was hoping to ask you a few questions. MARIE: (looking up, startled) Pardon, monsieur? Je ne comprends pas... (Sorry, sir? I don't understand...) HUNTER: (frowning) I'm sorry, what language was that? MARIE: (nervously) Je suis désolée, je ne parle pas anglais... (I'm sorry, I don't speak English...) HUNTER: (pulling up a chair) Okay, well, I'll try to make this quick. There have been some disappearances in the area recently, and we're looking for any potential witnesses. Did you happen to see or hear anything unusual last night? MARIE: (shaking her head, speaking rapidly in French) Non, non, je n'ai rien vu... Mais j'ai entendu quelque chose cette nuit. Des bruits étranges. Comme un cri, mais lointain... Et puis un bruit de moteur... Je me suis réveillée ce matin et... (No, no, I didn't see anything... But I heard something last night. Strange noises. Like a cry, but far away... And then an engine sound... I woke up this morning and...) HUNTER: (looking confused) I'm sorry, what? I didn't catch any of that. MARIE: (tearfully, in broken English) People gone. Many people gone. I hear last night. But I no understand what happen... HUNTER: (softening) It's okay, I don't think you're involved. Can you show me exactly where you were last night? MARIE: (nods, takes out her camera) Oui, bien sûr... (Yes, of course...) Here. My room. (shows him a photo on the camera screen) HUNTER: (examining the photo) Alright. And this noise you heard, can you point out the direction on this map? Marie takes the map and points to a location on the outskirts of town. Suddenly, Hunter's phone rings. He answers and listens for a moment before standing