Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KZEA8047TTARW7BNMP9ATA

Marie: (sitting at an outdoor café table, staring at her camera screen) "Mon Dieu… cette ombre, qu'est-ce que c'est ?" [Translation: My God… this shadow, what is it?] Hunter: (approaching, flips open his badge) "Ma’am. Detective Hunter, Alborn P.D. I need to ask you about the apple festival. Two people are missing. Did you see anything?" Marie: (startled, eyes wide, voice trembling) "Je… je ne parle pas anglais. J'étais là… au verger, pendant la fête. Il y avait du brouillard. Et puis… plus personne. Ils ont disparu. J'ai tellement peur." [Translation: I… I don't speak English. I was there… at the orchard, during the festival. There was fog. And then… no one. They vanished. I'm so scared.] Hunter: (confused) "I don't speak French. English? Do you speak English? Anything?" Marie: (shakes her head, holds out the camera) "Non. Seulement français. Mais j'ai des photos… j'aime photographier les paysages. Regardez." [Translation: No. Only French. But I have photos… I like to photograph landscapes. Look.] Hunter: (takes the camera) "Photos? These from the festival? Let me see." Marie: (points to the screen) "Oui. Là, près de la tente à cidre. Une silhouette. Je ne l'avais pas vue avant." [Translation: Yes. There, near the cider tent. A silhouette. I hadn't seen it before.] Hunter: (zooms in, frowns) "This? Someone here? Tall? Dark coat? Did you see a face?" Marie: (shakes her head) "Non, aucun visage. Seulement la brume… et la peur. Deux personnes, n'est-ce pas ?" [Translation: No, no face. Only the fog… and fear. Two people, right?] Hunter: (holds up two fingers) "Two. Missing. You saw them go missing?" Marie: (nods tearfully) "Oui. Deux. Mais je n'ai rien vu d'autre, je le jure." [Translation: Yes. Two. But I didn't see anything else, I swear.] Hunter: (hands back the camera, runs a hand over his face) "Damn language barrier. Okay. Listen—stay. Don't leave town. I'll get a translator." (mimes sitting) Marie: (frowns, not understanding) "Rester ? Je… je ne comprends pas." [Translation: Stay? I… I don't understand.] Hunter: (points at the table, then at her) "Stay. Here. I'll be back." Hunter: (phone rings; he answers) "Hunter. …What? Another one near the old mill? Copy. I'm on my way." (hangs up, stands) Hunter: "I've got to go. Stay right here. Understand? Stay." Marie: (half-rises, worried) "Attendez ! Vous ne pouvez pas partir comme ça. Et si… et si ça recommence ?" [Translation: Wait! You can't just leave like this. What if… what if it happens again?] Hunter: (softens, though she can't understand him) "I'll send someone. We'll get someone who speaks French. Just… stay put." (backs away, then jogs off) Marie: (sinks back down, hugs her camera) "Faites attention… s'il vous plaît." [Translation: Be careful… please.]