Run: 2026-05-29-01KSSK1T9CJ0YXQ0FV0784G4VH

Marie: *scrolling through photos on her camera, murmuring to herself* "Mais qu'est-ce que c'était que ça..." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss? Mind if I sit down for a second?" Marie: *startled, looking up* "Oh! Euh... pardon, je—je ne comprends pas l'anglais." Hunter: "I'm Detective Hunter, with the Alborn police. I just have a few questions about last night. You were near the orchard, weren't you?" Marie: *clutching her camera tighter, eyes wide* "L'orchard? Oui, j'étais là-bas, mais... mais j'ai vu quelque chose. Quelque chose d'horrible." Hunter: "...I'm sorry, I don't follow. You speak any English at all?" Marie: "Non, non, je suis désolée. Je suis française. Mais écoutez—il faut que vous regardiez ça." *fumbling with the camera, hands trembling* Hunter: "Hey, easy. Slow down. I can't understand a word you're saying." Marie: *voice cracking* "Sur la photo... il y avait un homme. Et puis... et puis il n'était plus là. Disparu. Comme les autres." Hunter: "Disparu—wait, did you say something about the disappearances? Disappeared?" Marie: *nodding frantically* "Oui! Oui, disparu! Vous comprenez? Disparu!" Hunter: "Okay, okay. That word I got. Look—" *miming, pointing at the camera* "—you want to show me? The pictures?" Marie: *turning the camera screen toward him, breath shaky* "Là. Regardez. Vous voyez? Il était juste là, et la photo d'après..." Hunter: *leaning in, squinting at the screen* "...That's the orchard, all right. And that's—huh. That's strange. Can you—" *Hunter's phone buzzes loudly. He glances at it, jaw tightening.* Hunter: "Hold that thought." *answering* "Hunter. ...What? Where? ...No, don't touch anything, I'm on my way." *hanging up, standing abruptly* Marie: *confused, reaching out* "Quoi? Qu'est-ce qui se passe? Vous partez?" Hunter: "I gotta go. Something just came up." *pulling a card from his pocket, sliding it across the table* "Look—my number. You. Me. Talk later. Bring somebody who speaks French, okay? French?" *pointing at her, then the card* Marie: *taking the card, nodding slowly* "Français... oui. D'accord. Mais s'il vous plaît—c'est important. Les photos—" Hunter: "I know, I know. The photos. I'll be back. Stay safe, miss." *already turning, jogging toward the door* Marie: *calling after him, clutching the card and her camera* "Détective! Attendez!" *quietly, to herself* "...Mon Dieu. Personne ne me croira."