Run: 2026-05-10-01KR8Z5BCGPTV9W4R6TXQ6Q9MD

The scent of freshly baked cinnamon donuts wafted through the quaint Alborn café, a stark contrast to the grim tension etched onto Detective Hunter’s face. He stepped over the creaky floorboards, his heavy boots sounding too loud in the quiet shop, and stopped at the small table where Marie was hunched over her camera. She was swiping through digital photos, her brow furrowed in concentration. Hunter cleared his throat, his gaze landing on the lens cap sitting beside her latte. "Excuse me, miss? I’m Detective Hunter. I’d like to ask you a few questions about what you saw near the old orchard yesterday." Marie looked up, her blue eyes wide and frantic. She clutched the camera to her chest like a shield, her voice trembling as the words tumbled out in a rapid, melodic stream. *** **Voice Sheet** **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss? I’m Detective Hunter. I’d like to ask you a few questions about what you saw near the old orchard yesterday." **Marie:** "Oh, mon Dieu... c’était horrible. Je ne peux pas oublier ce que j'ai vu à travers l'objectif. Cette figure... ce n'était pas une personne, n'est-ce pas ? Tout le monde disparaît, et j'ai peur... j'ai tellement peur que je sois la prochaine !" **Hunter:** "I’m sorry, I’m not following you. Do you speak English? Listen, look at me. I just need to know if anyone else was in that field with you when the sun went down." **Marie:** "Je ne comprends pas... pourquoi me regardez-vous comme ça ? Monsieur, écoutez-moi ! Il y avait des lumières... des lumières étranges entre les pommiers ! Il faut quitter cet endroit, nous ne sommes pas en sécurité !" **Hunter:** "Still nothing? Okay, hold on. Look, I’m going to need you to stay in town. Don't go back to that orchard. Do you understand? Stay. In. Town." **Marie:** "C'est inutile ? Vous ne m'écoutez pas ! Vous enquêtez, mais vous ne voyez rien ! Regardez les photos, s'il vous plaît, regardez ce qui est caché dans le fond de l'image !" *(Hunter’s radio crackles loudly against his hip. He sighs, frustrated by the lack of communication, and pulls it from his belt.)* **Hunter:** "Hunter here. Copy that. Is there a witness? Understood, I’m on my way." **Hunter:** "Look, I have to go. Stay put, alright? Don't leave town." **Marie:** "Attendez ! Monsieur, s'il vous plaît ! Vous ne comprenez pas ce qui arrive ici !"