**Marie:** *"...Regardez cette lumière... si parfaite..."* **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss? I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. I'd like to ask you a few questions about what happened near the orchard last night." **Marie:** *She jumps, clutching the camera to her chest.* "Oh! Pardon? Je... je ne comprends pas." *Her eyes widen, clearly recognizing the word 'detective' from his tone.* "Vous êtes la police?" **Hunter:** *He narrows his eyes, shifting his weight.* "I'm sorry, I don't speak... whatever that is. Look, I just need to know if you saw anyone near the festival grounds after dark. We have reports of a disturbance." **Marie:** *She shakes her head rapidly, her hands trembling as she gestures towards the window.* "Je ne sais rien! Je prends juste des photos... des paysages. S'il vous plaît, je suis juste une étudiante." *She looks down at her camera, her voice dropping to a whisper.* "C'était effrayant... les ombres..." **Hunter:** *He lets out a sharp breath, pinching the bridge of his nose.* "Shadows? Is that what you said? I can't work with this." *He points firmly to the table.* "Photos. You. Take. Photos? Last night?" **Marie:** *She hesitantly turns the camera screen towards him, her finger hovering over the playback button.* "Photos? Oui. Regardez." *She shows him a grainy image of the apple orchard at twilight.* "J'ai vu... un homme. Il a couru. Vite. Très vite." **Hunter:** *He leans in closer to the small screen, studying the blurry figure near the tree line.* "A man running? Did you see his face? Face?" *He points to his own cheek.* **Marie:** *She shudders, hugging herself.* "Non. Juste une silhouette. Une ombre étrange." *She looks up at him with pleading eyes, switching to broken, heavily accented English.* "No face. Just... fear. I am... scared." **Hunter:** "Scared. Yeah, you and me both, lady. This town is going crazy." *He pulls a card from his jacket pocket and places it on the table.* "Stay in town. Don't leave. Understand? Stay." **Marie:** *She picks up the card, looking at it with confusion.* "Rester? Ici?" *She nods slowly.* "D'accord. I stay." **Hunter:** *His phone suddenly buzzes loudly in his pocket. He holds up a hand to pause the conversation and answers.* "Hunter. ... What? ... Are you kidding me? ... No, I'm at the cafe on Main. ... Fine. Don't touch anything until I get there." *He snaps the phone shut and looks back at Marie with a tense jaw.* "I have to go. Don't leave town. I'll find a translator." **Marie:** *She watches him stand up, her face pale.* "Quoi? Déjà? Attendez!" *She reaches out slightly but pulls back.* "Soyez prudent!" **Hunter:** *He turns on his heel, already walking away.* "Yeah, yeah. Prudent. Sure."