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Marie (trembling, voice tight with fear): "J’ai vu… j’ai vu un homme être tiré dans un camion à fruits près des stands du festival des pommes hier soir. Je suis terrifiée, je ne sais pas comment le dire en anglais—personne ne me croirait peut-être ?" Hunter (frowning, hands hovering awkwardly as he realizes he can’t understand): "Excuse me, ma’am. I’m Detective Hunter. There was a missing person report filed yesterday near the apple festival grounds—you’ve got a camera, did you see anything unusual there?" Marie (gesturing wildly to her camera, eyes glistening with tears): "Regardez ma caméra—j’ai une photo floue, mais c’est lui ! Mais je ne peux pas expliquer les détails, je ne parle pas anglais ! Pourquoi ne pouvez-vous pas me comprendre ?" Hunter (frustrated, running a hand over his buzzcut): "I don’t follow a word you’re saying. Do you speak English? Can you point to what you saw on a napkin or something?" Marie (slumping forward, voice cracking): "Je suis seule ici, je suis en échange universitaire. Je n’ai personne à qui me tourner—je suis perdue, et ce que j’ai vu me hante." Hunter (leaning in, trying to signal calm with his hands): "I wish I could get this sorted, but I don’t know French. Is there someone here—cafe owner, friend—who can translate for you?" Marie (choking back a sob, tapping her camera’s screen rapidly): "Ma photo est la seule preuve, mais elle est trop floue ! Je ne peux pas faire comprendre ce qui s’est passé—je suis paralysée par la peur." Hunter (jumping slightly as his phone blares from his pocket): "Hold on, that’s my work line—probably another lead on the disappearances. I’ll find a French translator and come back for you. Don’t leave this cafe if you can help it." Marie (grabbing at his sleeve weakly, crying softly): "Ne partez pas ! Je n’ai pas d’autres avenues—prière, revenez vite, avant que ce qui a eu lieu ne se répète !" Hunter (pulling his sleeve free gently, already stepping toward the door): "I’ll be back. Just stay put."