Melanie: Melanie sits alone at a table, sipping a latte and flipping through photos on her digital camera. Her brow furrows as she studies an image - a shadowy figure lurking near the edge of town. An uneasy feeling washes over her. Suddenly, a man's voice snaps her out of her troubled musings. "Excuse me, Miss. I couldn't help but notice your camera. Are you a local photographer?" Melanie looks up with a start. The man before her looks official, with a badge clipped to his belt. She shakes her head slowly. "Nee... I am not from around here," she replies in halting English. "I am studying abroad. From Germany." The detective nods. "Ah, a foreign exchange student. Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Detective Hunter Reeves with the Alborn PD." Melanie eyes him warily, still unsettled by the dark photo. "Detective? Why do you ask of my camera? What is wrong?" Hunter sighs heavily. "It's just that there have been some troubling events happening in town recently. A few folks have gone missing without a trace. It has everyone on edge." Melanie feels a chill run down her spine despite the cafe's warmth. Missing persons? Her mind flashes unbidden to the ominous figure in the picture again. "Missing people? Das ist ja schrecklich!" she gasps out. Horrible indeed. A sinking suspicion rises in her gut. The detective notices her distress. "Hey, take it easy. I'm sure it's nothing, right? Probably just took a trip and forgot to mention it to anyone." But even as he says it, Melanie sees doubt flicker across his handsome face. He's worried too, even if he's trying to play it cool. She bites her lip anxiously. "I hope so. But..." Her voice quavers. "I took a photo the other day. Of someone. And I...I don't know. It gave me a bad feeling." Hunter leans forward with a frown. "Really? What kind of bad feeling?" Melanie swallows hard and opens the camera. Her trembling fingers scroll to the disturbing shot and hold it out to the detective with shaking hands. Hunter takes the camera and studies the image intently. The dark silhouette is unmistakably human. And it is unmistakably loitering