Selvi: "Main ghabrayi hui hoon. Maine suhana dikhaya tha aur kisi ne use chua bhi... Yeh police officer nahi thi. Woh kaala tha, jo kahin nahi dikhata. Usne turant haat mod liya. Maine apni aankhon se nahi, par apni camera se dekha tha ki woh wahan se kuch nahi tha." (I am frightened. I saw a beautiful scene and someone touched it... He was not a police officer. He was a black, unseeable thing. He turned away immediately. I saw it with my eyes, not my camera, that he wasn't there anymore.) Hunter: "Excuse me? I didn't quite catch that. You saw someone take something away? You sure that wasn't just the vendor closing up for the night?" Selvi: "Kya? Kya aap kah rahe hain ki mujhe darr hai? Shaam ko main rehbaani ki tasveerein leti hoon. Mujhe maan lijiye. Maine use ekdam saaf dekha hai. Wahan sirf ladki thi, mere kapde turant utar gaye, aur uski aawaaz nahi chali." (What? What are you saying that I am afraid? At night I take pictures of sunset vistas. Believe me. I saw him clearly. Only the girl was there, her clothes were torn off instantly, and her voice didn't come out.) Hunter: "Torn clothes? Ma'am, you're scaring me a little bit. I think you might have just seen a misunderstanding or a pranks, maybe from the college students. Look, I really wish I could stay and ask more questions, but the station just buzzed me. I have to go." Selvi: "Nahi! Wait... Aap ghabragaye? Aap uth kar chale gaye?" (No! Wait... You are scared? You stood up and left?) Hunter: "Sorry, I've got a priority call. I'll be in touch."