Melanie: Melanie sits alone at an outdoor table of a small café, sipping an espresso. Her camera rests on the table. The day is warm and sunny. Her thoughts drift to the strange events that have unfolded over the past week - the disappearances. Melanie has overheard some of the local residents gossiping and speculating wildly about the missing persons. An older gentleman in a suit approaches Melanie's table. "Excuse me miss, do you speak English?" Melanie shakes her head vigorously. "Nein, leider nicht. Nur Deutsch." The man frowns and glances at the camera. "Ah well. I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating these disappearances. Have you noticed anything odd going on around here lately? Seen anyone suspicious hanging around?" Melanie's eyes widen with distress and she speaks quickly and emphatically in German. "Ja, es war schrecklich! Ich habe etwas sehr Beunruhigendes gesehen. Eine dunkle Gestalt, die durch die Straßen schlich. Und Gerüchte von verschwundenen Menschen. Es ist sehr unheimlich hier." Hunter looks perplexed and shrugs helplessly. He pats her shoulder and says "Okay, okay, slow down miss. I don't quite follow." Then his phone rings. He answers and listens intently, his brow furrowing. "Shit, I'm on my way." Hunter hangs up and turns back to Melanie. "Look, I gotta jet. But uh, thanks for the info I guess. And watch your step out there." He hurries off. Melanie sighs heavily, clearly unsettled by their conversation. She takes another long sip of espresso and stares at the camera, wondering if she should take pictures of anything suspicious she notices, in case it could help the detective somehow...