Run: 2026-06-01-01KT1HTE6G3K23R6982PJC3BCG

Marie: *(murmuring to herself, scrolling through her camera)* "Non, non... ce n'est pas possible. J'ai vraiment vu ça?" Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I sit down? Name's Hunter—I'm with the county investigation. I've got a few questions about last night." Marie: *(startled, clutching her camera close)* "Oh! Pardon, monsieur, vous m'avez fait peur. Je... je ne comprends pas très bien—" Hunter: "I'll keep it short. You were down by the old mill road yesterday evening, weren't you? Around dusk?" Marie: "Le moulin? Oui, oui, j'étais là-bas pour photographier le coucher du soleil. Mais alors... j'ai vu quelque chose d'étrange. Quelqu'un... une silhouette près de l'eau." Hunter: *(squinting, leaning in)* "Okay... I'm not following any of that. You speak any English at all?" Marie: "English? Non, désolée, je ne parle pas anglais. Français seulement." *(she taps her chest)* "Française. France." Hunter: *(rubbing his forehead)* "France. Great. Of all the witnesses in this town..." *(he sighs, then points to her camera)* "Camera. You. Pictures? Last night?" Marie: *(brightening slightly, nodding fast)* "Ah, oui! Les photos, oui!" *(she fumbles with the camera, turning the screen toward him)* "Regardez—là. Vous voyez? Cette ombre, près du moulin. Ce n'est pas normal, ça." Hunter: *(eyes narrowing at the screen)* "Wait. Hold on. That shape there, by the treeline... that's—huh. That could actually be something." *(he reaches for the camera)* "Can I see that? Can you—" Marie: *(pulling it back protectively, then hesitating)* "Doucement, c'est fragile. Tenez." *(she shows him again, scrolling slowly)* "Il y avait deux personnes. Et après, plus rien. Disparues. J'avais peur, je suis partie en courant." Hunter: "Two people, then nothing? Is that what you're—" *(he gestures, holding up two fingers)* "Two? Two people?" Marie: *(nodding emphatically, holding up two fingers back)* "Oui! Deux! Et puis—" *(she makes a sweeping gesture with her hand)* "—plus personne. Pfft. Disparues." Hunter: "Disappeared. Yeah. That's exactly what I was afraid of." *(his phone buzzes; he glances at it)* "Hang on—" *(answering)* "Hunter. ...What? When? ...No, don't touch anything, I'm on my way." Marie: *(watching his face change, lowering her voice)* "Qu'est-ce qu'il y a? Quelque chose ne va pas?" Hunter: *(standing, already half-turned away)* "I gotta go. Look—" *(he points at her, then the camera, then mimes staying put)* "You. Stay here. Don't delete anything. I'll find someone who speaks French. Comprende? No—that's Spanish. Whatever." Marie: "Attendez—monsieur! Vous partez? Je dois rester ici?" Hunter: *(tossing a business card on the table as he walks off)* "Stay. Here. I'll be back." Marie: *(picking up the card, bewildered, calling after him)* "Mais... je ne comprends rien du tout!" *(she sighs, looking down at her camera again)* "...Quelle ville étrange."