Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5KA903N55BB7JW8VW1NVF

Melanie: (murmuring to herself, staring intently at the photo on her camera's display) "Das kann doch nicht sein... Der Schatten sieht aus wie... nein, das ist unmöglich." ("That can't be right... The shadow looks like... no, that's impossible.") Hunter: (approaching the table, flipping open his badge) "Excuse me, miss? I'm Detective Hunter. I understand you were down by the old mill bridge yesterday afternoon, around the time Mr. Peterson was last seen. I'd like to ask you a few questions." Melanie: (looking up, startled and pale) "Es tut mir leid, ich verstehe nicht. Sprechen Sie Deutsch? Ich war nur da für Fotos... aber etwas war falsch. Etwas war sehr falsch." ("I'm sorry, I don't understand. Do you speak German? I was only there for photos... but something was wrong. Something was very wrong.") Hunter: (sighs in frustration, rubbing his temples) "English? Do you speak any English at all? Peterson. The mill. Yesterday." He points emphatically towards the direction of the bridge. Melanie: (shaking her head, her hands trembling slightly as she holds the camera) "Ich habe nichts Schlimmes getan! Ich habe nur diesen komischen Schatten auf meinem Bild gesehen. Hier, sehen Sie?" She holds the camera out towards him, her expression distressed. ("I didn't do anything bad! I just saw this strange shadow in my picture. Here, see?") Hunter: (leans in to look at the camera, but his focus is more on her demeanor than the photo) "Look, I don't know what you're saying. A shadow? Is that what has you so spooked?" Melanie: (nodding vigorously, pointing a shaky finger at the screen) "Ja! Der Schatten... er bewegt sich nicht richtig. Es ist wie... wie ein Mann, aber nicht." Her voice drops to a whisper. "Vielleicht war es der Mann, der verschwunden ist." ("Yes! The shadow... it doesn't move right. It's like... like a man, but not. Maybe it was the man who disappeared.") Hunter: (His phone rings loudly, cutting her off. He holds up a finger) "Hold that thought." He answers the phone. "Hunter... What? Where? Alright. On my way. Now." He snaps the phone shut and looks back at the flustered Melanie. "I have to go. Don't leave town. And... try to find someone who speaks English. We need to talk about that photo." Melanie: (watching him hurry away, clutching her camera to her chest) "Aber warten Sie... Was soll ich tun?" ("But wait... what should I do?")