Melanie: (studying the camera’s display, quietly to herself in German) "Das darf doch nicht wahr sein... Ich habe wirklich das gesehen?" (This can’t be true… Did I really see that?) Hunter: (approaching, holding a small notebook) "Excuse me, ma’am. I noticed you were at the park last night. I’d like to ask you a few questions about what you might have seen." Melanie: (startled, looks up, responds in rapid German) "Entschuldigung, ich spreche kein Englisch... Was wollen Sie?" (Sorry, I don’t speak English… What do you want?) Hunter: (frowning, noticing her distress) "Uh... I’m Detective Hunter. Did you see anything unusual last night? People… trouble?" Melanie: (shaking her head, voice trembling) "Ich weiß nicht… Es war so dunkel, und dann… jemand ist verschwunden. Ich…", trails off, gripping her camera tight (I don’t know… it was so dark, and then… someone disappeared. I…) Hunter: (confused, tries again) "Do you… understand me? Disappearances? Missing people?" (uses hand gestures as if describing something lost) Melanie: (nods, eyes wide, more slowly in German) "Ja, ja… jemand war da und dann… weg. Ich habe Fotos. Fotos gemacht." (Yes, yes… someone was there and then… gone. I took pictures. Pictures.) Hunter: (scribbles in notebook, frustrated but persistent) "Pictures? Can I… see?" (points to the camera, mimicking taking a photo) Melanie: (hesitating, then flipping through photos, showing him the blurry images, speaking softly in German) "Hier… schauen Sie… Ich habe Angst." (Here… look… I’m scared.) Hunter: (leans in, squinting at the images, gives her a reassuring nod though he doesn’t understand her words) "Thank you… uh, danke, I think. I’ll have someone take a look at these." Melanie: (nods, still clutching the camera, anxiety etched on her face) Hunter: (his phone rings, he answers gruffly) "Hunter here… yeah, I’m coming." (turns to Melanie, apologetic) "Sorry, got to go. Stay safe, okay?" Melanie: (softly, uncertainly in German) "Viel Glück…" (Good luck…)