Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE8SC3CEGR69MNTAQ6S5KTQ

Marie: *(scrolling through photos on her camera, pausing on a shot of the old grain elevator at dusk)* "Ah... celle-ci est plutôt réussie." Hunter: *(approaching the table, notepad already in hand)* "Excuse me, miss. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. You mind if I ask you a few questions about last night?" Marie: *(looking up, startled)* "Je... je suis désolée, je ne comprends pas." Hunter: "Right. Were you anywhere near the festival grounds last night? Around closing time?" Marie: *(shaking her head, clutching her camera tighter)* "Il y avait quelqu'un... j'ai vu quelqu'un près des arbres. C'était horrible." Hunter: *(frowning, leaning in)* "Whoa, slow down. I don't understand a word of that. Someone? You saw someone?" Marie: *(pointing frantically toward her camera screen, hands trembling)* "Regardez, regardez la photo — il y avait une ombre, une silhouette. Je ne sais pas ce que c'était." Hunter: *(glancing at the camera screen, squinting at the blurred image)* "There's something here, alright. Can't tell what. You got a name? Passport, ID?" Marie: *(still shaken, voice quivering)* "Marie. Marie Dubois. Je suis étudiante... en échange. Je ne parle pas anglais, monsieur." Hunter: *(sighing, rubbing his temple)* "Great. No English. Just what I need today." *(pulls out his phone to type into a translation app)* "Okay — hold on." Marie: *(watching him, a flicker of nervous curiosity crossing her face)* "Vous... vous essayez de me parler avec ça?" Hunter: *(holding up the phone screen toward her)* "This thing says 'What did you see.' That about right?" Marie: *(reading the screen, nodding slowly)* "Oui. C'est exact. J'ai vu quelque chose... quelqu'un, près de l'ancien moulin. Il faisait déjà noir." Hunter: *(typing again, brow furrowed in concentration)* "The old mill. Okay, that's something. What time?" Marie: *(counting on her fingers, thinking)* "Vers... vingt-deux heures. Peut-être un peu plus tard." Hunter: *(checking his own notes)* "Ten, ten-thirty. Matches the other sighting near the Petersen farm." *(phone buzzes suddenly in his pocket)* "Hold that thought." Marie: *(watching him check the phone, anxious)* "Il y a un problème?" Hunter: *(already standing, jaw tightening as he reads the message)* "Yeah — yeah, there's a problem. They found something out by the mill. I gotta go." Marie: *(rising halfway from her seat, camera clutched to her chest)* "Attendez— attendez, monsieur, je peux vous montrer la photo—" Hunter: *(pausing just a beat, torn, then shaking his head)* "I'll send someone back for that camera. Stay put, alright? Don't go anywhere." *(already moving toward the door)* Marie: *(sinking back into her chair, whispering to herself)* "Mon dieu... qu'est-ce qui se passe dans cette ville..."