Run: 2026-05-22-01KS86WJA22MXKBC3G1XECFDA9

Hunter: "(Approaching Marie's table outside the cafe, holding up a small notebook) Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter with the local PD. I'm investigating the disappearance that happened near the apple festival grounds last night. Were you out taking pictures in that area around dusk?" Marie: "(Looking up from her camera, her eyes wide and visibly shaken. She clutches the camera to her chest) Oh, mon Dieu... Oui, c'était terrible. J'étais près du vieux verger quand j'ai entendu les cris. Je... je ne comprends pas ce qui s'est passé." Hunter: "(Frowning, tilting his head in confusion) I'm sorry, I didn't catch a word of that. Do you speak English? Maybe just a little bit? I need to know if you saw anyone acting suspicious." Marie: "(Shaking her head frantically, her voice trembling as she speaks faster) Non, désolée, je ne parle pas anglais. Mais regardez ! Regardez ma caméra. J'ai pris une photo juste avant que la police n'arrive. Il y a quelqu'un sur l'image !" Hunter: "(Sighing, rubbing the back of his neck before pointing at her camera) Right. Okay. No English. Let's see the camera, then. Can you show me the pictures? The photos?" Marie: "(Nodding eagerly, turning on the camera and scrolling through the digital images) Oui, oui ! Tenez. Ici. C'est l'homme que j'ai vu près des stands de pommes du festival. Il avait l'air très en colère, et il traînait quelque chose." Hunter: "(Leaning in, squinting at the small screen, his no-nonsense demeanor sharpening) Okay, let's see... Wait. Is that the abandoned cider mill in the background? And this guy... heavy coat, dragging a burlap sack. You saw him near the festival grounds?" Marie: "(Following his finger as he points to the screen, nodding vigorously) Oui ! Le moulin à cidre ! C'est exactement ça. Il est allé par là, vers la forêt. J'avais si peur, je me suis cachée derrière les tonneaux de cidre." Hunter: "(Nodding slowly, piecing together her gestures and the photo) Hid behind the barrels. Got it. He went into the tree line toward the woods. This is good. Really good. You did great, miss." Marie: "(Letting out a shaky breath, offering a small, relieved smile) Merci... C'est pour mon projet de photographie de paysage. Je voulais capturer le coucher du soleil sur Alborn, mais maintenant... j'ai juste peur." Hunter: "(Gives a stiff, reassuring nod and taps his badge) I'm going to need to borrow this memory card as evidence, if you don't mind. I'll have my tech guys pull the image and get it back to you." Marie: "(Hesitant, but slowly ejects the small SD card and hands it to him) D'accord... Mais faites attention, s'il vous plaît. Il y a toutes mes photos du Minnesota sur cette carte. C'est très important pour mes études." Hunter: "(Carefully placing the SD card into a small plastic evidence bag) I'll make sure they handle it with care. Thank you for your help. You should probably head back to your dorm or hotel. Stay out of the woods." Marie: "(Nodding, packing her camera into her bag) Oui, je vais y aller tout de suite. Merci, Détective." Hunter: "(His phone suddenly buzzes loudly on the table. He picks it up and answers, his face hardening) Hunter here... What? Another one? Where? ...The orchard on Route 4? I'm on my way." Marie: "(Standing up, looking at him with deep concern as he grabs his coat) Attention ! Soyez prudent, Détective ! Cet homme... il avait quelque chose dans sa main. Quelque chose qui brillait !" Hunter: "(Pausing, looking back over his shoulder. He clearly misses the French words, but catches her urgent, warning tone) I'll be careful. Lock your doors tonight, miss."