Marie: « Qu’est-ce que je vais faire… » (She looks at her camera, sighing.) Hunter: "Excuse me, ma’am. I’m Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. Mind if I ask you a few questions about last night?" Marie: (startled, quickly looks up) « Je ne comprends pas… pardon ? » Hunter: (frowns, realizing the language barrier) "Uh—do you… do you speak English? I had a few questions about what happened by the river." Marie: (nervously clutches her camera to her chest) « Je suis désolée, je ne parle pas anglais… il y avait des bruits bizarres… j’ai eu peur… » (Her hands tremble a bit.) Hunter: (sighs) "Okay, you don’t understand me. Look—" (He gestures to her camera.) "Camera? Photos? Did you… see anything? Last night?" (He mimes snapping photos.) Marie: (nods rapidly, opening her camera to the display) « Oui, oui… regardez… » (She tries to show him, but the panic in her voice is obvious.) « Ce n’était pas normal… quelqu’un criait… » Hunter: (leans over, squints at the camera, frustrated) "Was that… was that you out there by the river? Last night?" Marie: (quick shake of the head) « Non, non, c’était une autre personne… il y avait un homme… » (Her voice trembles as she flips to a blurry photo.) Hunter: (watches helplessly, unable to make sense of her words, then his phone rings) "Sorry, I have to take this. Uh… stay here. I’ll be back." (He steps away, still looking confused.) Marie: (whispers to herself, worried) « Pourquoi est-ce que cela m’arrive… »