Run: 2026-05-31-01KSYXGSP8SJW932KM13MKN1JX

**Marie:** *(looking down at the camera in her hands, scrolling through photos)* "Oh... mon Dieu. Pourquoi est-ce que j'ai pris cette photo?" **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I sit? I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. I've got a few questions about what happened by the orchard last night." **Marie:** *(startled, clutching the camera to her chest)* "Pardon? Je... je ne comprends pas. Vous parlez trop vite." **Hunter:** "...Right. Okay. Let me slow down. Were. You. Near. The orchard? Last. Night?" **Marie:** "L'orchard? Le verger, oui! J'étais là-bas, je prenais des photos du coucher de soleil, et puis j'ai vu... j'ai vu quelque chose d'horrible—" **Hunter:** "Whoa, whoa. I'm not following any of that. You're French, huh?" **Marie:** *(nodding frantically, eyes welling up)* "Oui, française! Écoutez, il y avait un homme, et puis une lumière, et après il a disparu! Disparu! Comme les autres!" **Hunter:** "Disparu... disappear? Did you say disappear?" **Marie:** "Oui! Oui, disparu! Regardez—" *(turning the camera screen toward him with shaking hands)* "Regardez la photo!" **Hunter:** *(squinting at the screen)* "What am I looking at here? Is that— is somebody in this shot? Behind the trees?" **Marie:** "Vous voyez? Vous le voyez maintenant! Je n'ai pas inventé ça, je vous le jure!" **Hunter:** "Okay. Okay, this might actually be something. I need this photo. Can you— can I keep this? The camera?" **Marie:** *(pulling the camera back protectively)* "Non, non, c'est mon appareil! Mais je peux vous envoyer la photo, si vous voulez—" **Hunter:** "I have no idea what you just said, but you look pretty attached to that thing." **Marie:** "Détective, s'il vous plaît, je suis effrayée. Cette ville... il se passe quelque chose ici." **Hunter:** *(his phone buzzes; he glances at it)* "Hold that thought." *(answering)* "Hunter. ...What? Where? ...No, don't touch anything, I'm on my way." *(standing abruptly)* **Marie:** "Vous partez? Mais attendez—!" **Hunter:** "I gotta go. Look— stay here. Don't move. I'm gonna find someone who speaks French and I'll be back. You understand? *Stay.*" *(pointing firmly at the table)* **Marie:** *(frustrated, throwing up her hands)* "Je ne comprends rien de ce que vous dites!" **Hunter:** "...Yeah. Mutual, lady." *(tossing a few bills on the table)* "Coffee's on me. Don't go anywhere." **Marie:** *(watching him rush off, whispering to herself)* "...Qu'est-ce que je fais maintenant?"