Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5QSVK3BWX6KM1FCBVVRYD

**Marie:** *[Muttering softly to herself in French, flipping through photos on her camera]* "C'est impossible... cette lumière, ce n'était pas naturel..." **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss? I'm Detective Hunter. I understand you were down by the old mill bridge yesterday afternoon, taking pictures." **Marie:** *[Looks up, startled. Her expression is pale and anxious]* "Je... je ne comprends pas l'anglais. Désolée. Mais... le pont... quelque chose de terrible..." **Hunter:** "The bridge? Yeah, that's what I'm here about. You saw something?" *[He leans in, his voice firm but encouraging]* **Marie:** *[Shakes her head, speaking rapidly and gesturing with her hands]* "Il n'y avait personne, et puis... et puis si! Une forme, une ombre. Et le bruit... comme un... un cri étouffé. J'ai essayé de prendre une photo, mais mon appareil... il n'a rien capturé. Rien du tout!" **Hunter:** "Look, I don't speak... whatever that is. French? A shadow? A sound?" *[He points to her camera, then makes a vague shape with his hands]* "Your pictures. Can I see?" **Marie:** *[Nods vigorously, turning the camera screen to show him a series of blurry, overexposed shots of the bridge]* "Regardez! C'est vide! Mais j'ai vu... je jure que j'ai vu!" **Hunter:** *[Frustrated, he runs a hand through his hair]* "It's just a bunch of blurs. Empty bridge. I don't understand what you're telling me." **Marie:** *[Her voice drops to a terrified whisper]* "C'était comme si l'obscurité elle-même l'avait avalé." **[Hunter's phone begins to ring loudly.]** **Hunter:** *[Holds up a finger, answering the phone]* "Hunter... What? Where? I'm on my way." *[He hangs up, stands abruptly]* "I have to go. Stay available. We'll... uh... find someone who talks French." **Marie:** *[Watches him leave, clutching her camera tightly]* "Attendez! S'il vous plaît!"