Run: 2026-05-29-01KSSK19JHFQ528SKHMWVQHME8

Marie: *(murmuring to herself, scrolling through photos)* "Non, non... ce n'est pas possible. J'ai vu quelque chose, j'en suis sûre..." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I sit down? Name's Hunter—I'm a detective. I'm asking folks about what happened down by the orchard last night." Marie: *(looking up, startled)* "Oh—pardon? Je... je ne comprends pas l'anglais. Je suis désolée." Hunter: "...French. Of course it's French. Uh—" *(gesturing)* "Last night. Orchard. You. See anything?" Marie: *(eyes wide, clutching her camera)* "L'orchard? Le verger, oui—j'y étais! J'ai pris des photos du coucher de soleil, et puis... il y avait quelqu'un. Un homme. Il marchait vers les arbres, et après... plus rien. Il a disparu." Hunter: "Okay, you're talking fast and I caught maybe one word. 'Verger'—is that... the orchard?" Marie: *(nodding emphatically, pointing in the direction of the orchard)* "Oui! Oui, le verger! Là-bas!" Hunter: "Good. Okay. And a person? Did you see a person?" *(taps his own chest, then mimes walking with two fingers)* Marie: *(growing more agitated)* "Un homme, oui. Il était là, et puis il n'était plus là. C'était comme... comme un fantôme. J'ai pris une photo, regardez—" Hunter: "Whoa, slow down—wait. Did you say you have a photo?" *(points at her camera)* "Photo? You took a picture?" Marie: *(holding the camera close, hesitant)* "Une photo, oui... mais je ne sais pas si c'est lui. C'est flou. Il faisait sombre." Hunter: "Can I—" *(reaches gently, gesturing toward the camera)* "Can I see it?" Marie: *(pulling it back slightly, voice trembling)* "Attendez... s'il vous plaît. Cette photo... ça me fait peur. Depuis hier soir, je n'arrive pas à dormir. J'ai l'impression qu'on me regarde." Hunter: "Hey—easy. I don't understand the words, but I get the feeling. You're scared." *(softening)* "It's okay. I just want to help." Marie: *(meeting his eyes, calmer for a moment)* "Vous voulez m'aider? Vraiment?" Hunter: *(nodding slowly)* "Yeah. Help. Whatever that means in French." *(small, awkward smile)* Marie: *(a faint smile back, then turning the camera toward him)* "D'accord. Regardez. C'est ici, juste avant qu'il—" *(Hunter's phone rings sharply. He glances at the screen.)* Hunter: "Damn. Hold that thought—" *(answering)* "Hunter. ...What? When? ...No, don't touch anything, I'm on my way." *(stands abruptly)* Marie: *(confused, half-rising)* "Quoi? Qu'est-ce qui se passe? Vous partez?" Hunter: "I gotta go. Something happened. I'm sorry." *(pointing firmly at her, then at the café table)* "You—stay. Here. I'll come back. Okay? The photo—" *(mimes a camera click)* "Keep it safe. Don't show anyone." Marie: *(clutching the camera to her chest, nodding uncertainly)* "Je... reste ici? D'accord. Mais revenez, s'il vous plaît. J'ai besoin de parler à quelqu'un." Hunter: *(already backing toward the door)* "I don't know what you just said, but—stay put. I mean it." *(pauses)* "...Merci. That one I know." Marie: *(quietly, watching him leave)* "Faites attention, Détective..."