Run: 2026-07-01-01KWEA49H4ZJQG2VT1FZ2QB9D7

**Scene: The Alborn Café** *Marie sits at a small corner table, turning her camera over in her hands, scrolling through photos with a troubled expression. The bell above the door jingles as Hunter walks in, scanning the room before making his way to her table.* Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I ask you a few questions about last night?" Marie: *(looking up, startled)* "Je—je ne comprends pas. Vous parlez trop vite." Hunter: "Uh... you were at the orchard yesterday evening, weren't you? Taking pictures?" Marie: "L'orchard? Oui, oui, j'étais là-bas. Mais je ne sais pas ce que vous me demandez exactement." Hunter: *(pausing, frowning)* "Ma'am, I need to know if you saw anyone unusual near the north field. Around dusk." Marie: *(shaking her head, voice trembling)* "Il y avait quelqu'un... une ombre, près des arbres. J'ai eu tellement peur que j'ai couru. Je n'ai même pas pris de photo, c'est terrible." Hunter: "I'm gonna be honest with you, I don't understand a word of that." Marie: *(gripping her camera tighter, eyes glistening)* "Je suis désolée. Je ne parle pas anglais. Je viens de France, je suis ici pour mes études." Hunter: *(rubbing his temple)* "French. Great. Look—do you have photos? Pictures? From the orchard?" Marie: *(nodding quickly, holding up the camera)* "Oui! Des photos, j'en ai. Mais elles sont... elles sont floues. Tout était sombre et je tremblais tellement." Hunter: "Blurry, huh. Can I—" *(gestures toward the camera)* "—can I see?" Marie: *(hesitating, then sliding the camera across the table)* "Tenez. Mais je ne sais pas si ça va vous aider." *Hunter squints at the small screen, flipping through images slowly, brow furrowed in concentration.* Hunter: "There's something here. Dark shape, right by the tree line. Ma'am, this could be important." Marie: *(watching his face, anxious)* "Qu'est-ce que vous dites? Est-ce que c'est utile?" Hunter: "I wish I knew what you just said." *Just then, Hunter's phone buzzes. He pulls it out, glances at the screen, and his expression hardens.* Hunter: "Yeah. Yeah, I'm on my way." *(pauses, hangs up, looks at Marie)* "I have to go. Something's happened at the Coleman farm." Marie: *(standing up, alarmed by his tone)* "Attendez—qu'est-ce qui se passe? Est-ce que quelqu'un est en danger?" Hunter: *(already turning toward the door, calling back)* "Stay here. Don't go anywhere. I'll send someone who speaks French, alright?" Marie: *(sitting back down slowly, clutching her camera to her chest)* "Je ne comprends toujours rien..." *The bell jingles again as Hunter disappears out the door, leaving Marie alone with her troubled thoughts and the blurred photograph still glowing faintly on her camera screen.*