Run: 2026-05-27-01KSMF0ZF3W1DBFAJ28XXKXC96

**Marie**: "...Je ne comprends pas ce qui s'est passé. Hier soir, en rentrant chez moi, j'ai vu quelque chose d'étrange dans la forêt au bout de la rue principale. Il y avait des lumières bizarres dans le ciel, et j'ai entendu des cris. C'était terrifiant..." **Hunter**: "Um, I'm sorry, but I don't speak French. Do you speak English?" **Marie**: "Oh non, je suis désolée. Je ne parle pas anglais. C'est pourquoi je suis venue ici, pour étudier à l'étranger et apprendre." **Hunter**: "Right, of course. So, Miss...?" **Marie**: "Marie. Marie Lévesque." **Hunter**: "Miss Lévesque, I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. You were seen in the vicinity of that strange disturbance last night. I need you to tell me everything." **Marie**: "Je....OK, soldat! (Yes, Sir!) I will help. Last night, around 8 PM, I came back from my evening walk in town Square Park. I take photos, you see. Nature, people..." **Hunter**: "I see. Did you notice anything or anyone unusual while you were out at the park? **Marie**: "Historique... Belvedere Café... statue... Right! When I was standing by old Convent, I've heard sounds! Like thumping, loud breathing. Then I've seen a dark figure running in the oak woods. I... I was shaking. I never saw anything creepy as that! All the sudden, lights appeared in sky! Round lights going up and down! Et puis... Mais non! C'est ridicule! Beaucoup bizarre-" **Hunter**: "Hold on a minute. Did you say 'lights in the sky'? Round lights? Miss Lévesque, what exactly did you witness? We've had a number of strange reports coming in." **Marie**: *Marie's eyes widened behind her glasses. She fidgeted nervously with her camera.* "Oui, détective. Je... When I looked up, j'ai vu! Trois lumières rondes dans le ciel nocturne, allumant et attirant et tournant et...Oh, c'est fou! Comme un... viseur? **Hunter**: "A what now...? Miss Lévesque, I need you to focus. Three lights in the sky. Okay, let's try to put this together. You were in the park, hear-beat pounding, dark figure dashes off, THEN you look up and see round lights... moving around like a..." **Marie**: " Hunter: Ooh. Like a gunsight I heard that sound again, even louder! And then the lights vanished as quickly as they had appeared. There was a deafening silence. I stood there, frozen, for what felt like an eternity. And then I ran. And that's all I saw. All I know. M'sieur le détective." *Marie suddenly stood, backing away.* "Oh là là, vous ne croyez pas que c'est associé avec les disparitions, si? (Oh God, you don't think it's connected to the disappearances, do you?)" *Her voice cracked. She was pale and shivering in spite of the early autumn warmth.* **Hunter**: *Hunter frowned, his brow furrowed. He pulled out his little notebook and began scribbling.* "Connected to... the what now? Miss Lévesque, are you saying you know something about these recent disappearances?" *His tone was rough, insistent. He snapped the notebook shut and tucked it away.* "We have a very important local festival coming up, that's concerns of the citizens...And any information, no matter how small, could be...And you can trust me. This investigation is critical. Lives depend on it. And it's best to tell the truth up front." *A stern usage of body language as he shifted his weight, crossing his arms.* "Now. What do you know about these disappearances? Who have you told so far? Can you describe this 'dark figure' you saw fleeing into the woods?" *Marie looked at him suspiciously, clutching her camera to her chest.* *Suddenly, Hunter's cell phone rang. He sighed, pulling it out and glancing at the screen.* "Excuse me a moment, I need to take this." *He stepped a few paces away, back to the characters erupting fired up behind him. He barked a clipped "Yes?" into the receiver. His face darkened as he listened, forehead creasing as he shifted his stance. He paced a few steps, scrubbing a hand across the back of his neck.* "Shit. Fuck...And those aren't even all the disappearances? Son of a bitch..." *He kept listening, jabbing two fingers into the center of his forehead tensely. Then, he ended the call abruptly and returned to Marie, quiet.* "Life thinks it funny he added with a somewhat cautious tone. I'm being called back to the station. But this discussion isn't over, Miss Lévesque. Remember that." *His tone and body language, the tautness in his jaw, made it clear that this wasn't a suggestion, or a request. It was a command. A warning. And despite the stiffness of his posture, there was a coldness to his eye, an intensity that sent chills down Marie's spine. She could only nod mutely, backing away as the no-nonsense detective turned on his heel and strode purposefully out of the café, leaving a tense silence in his wake as patrons and baristas alike glanced around nervously.* *When Marie left the café a few minutes later, she felt like she could barely breathe, her lungs burning with panic and her heart hammering erratically in her chest. She clutched her camera to her like a lifeline, the first thought in her mind: Hey they have a missing people's lab at the Police Ministry? Are these what I saw today? What if...what if it was them, what if I actually just witnessed...* *Her mind raced as in a terror she once again began to question if she was in a fairy tale or a Grimm.*