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Marie: *(staring down at her camera screen, murmuring to herself)* "Mon Dieu... qu'est-ce que c'est que ça...?" Hunter: "Excuse me, ma'am. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Marie: *(startled, looking up)* "Oh! Pardon, je... je ne comprends pas. Vous parlez français?" Hunter: "...Right. So that's a no on the English." *(pulls out a small notepad)* "I'll keep it simple. You were near the orchard last night? By the festival grounds?" Marie: "L'orchard? Le festival? Oui, oui, j'étais là-bas! J'ai pris des photos, et puis—" *(her hands start trembling as she clutches the camera)* "—et puis j'ai vu quelque chose d'horrible. Une silhouette dans les arbres, monsieur. Je ne sais pas ce que c'était." Hunter: *(frowning)* "Okay, you're talking real fast and I'm not catching any of it. You seem upset, though." *(softens slightly)* "Did you see something? Out there?" Marie: *(nodding rapidly, turning the camera toward him)* "Regardez! Regardez la photo! Il y avait quelqu'un, et le lendemain... cette personne a disparu! Disparu, vous comprenez?" Hunter: *(leaning in to look at the screen, eyes narrowing)* "Now that... that I can work with. That's the Hollis kid. He went missing two days ago." *(taps the screen)* "Where did you take this? Can you—" *(mimes pointing into the distance)* "—show me? The place?" Marie: "Vous voulez... que je vous montre l'endroit?" *(she points to herself, then off toward the orchard, hesitant)* "C'est dangereux, monsieur. J'ai peur." Hunter: "I have no idea what you just said, but you pointing like that—yeah, I think we're finally getting somewhere." Marie: *(taking a shaky breath)* "D'accord. D'accord, je vais essayer de vous aider. Mais s'il vous plaît, restez près de moi." Hunter: *(his phone buzzes; he answers)* "Hunter." *(pause, his expression hardening)* "Another one? Where—the lake road? Copy. I'm on my way." *(he hangs up, already standing)* "I gotta go. Listen—" *(he points firmly at her, then at the camera, then sets a business card on the table)* "Don't delete anything. Stay put. I'll find someone who speaks French and I'll be back. Okay? *Back.*" *(taps the card)* Marie: *(picking up the card, bewildered)* "Vous partez? Mais... attendez! Monsieur Hunter!" Hunter: *(already walking away, calling over his shoulder)* "Don't lose that camera!" Marie: *(clutching the card to her chest, alone again, whispering)* "...Qu'est-ce qui se passe dans cette ville?"