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Video 1:

| 10:56PM | 29/06/25 | LA: 49.513908, LO: 0.109208 |

The camera rolls from inside a car. It was small, and stuffy, and the lights were off. The camera was trained on an apartment building across the street. A few window lights were on.

A woman's voice can be heard muttering to herself from behind the camera. "Putain. Ne peuvent-ils pas obtenir l’un des... Comment l’appellent-ils? Goule? L’un d’entre eux ne peut-il pas faire cela? Je m’ennuie tellement."

A few minutes pass, nothing happens. The camera bobs and sways.

The person recording sighs, and points the camera the console of the car. "C’est la nuit, pourquoi fait-il si chaud? Commencez à travailler!" She bangs a hand on the console, before turning the camera back to the apartment building.

A very loud thudding sound can be heard from some ways behind the camera. The camera whips around, the recorder gasping "C’était quoi ça?!" There is a road that twists off into the night, with a few houses and some parked cars on either side. The camera scans across the street rapidly, the recording hand unsteady. The camera turns to show the woman's face; round features, pale, bleach-blond hair with dark roots.

The recording ends.

Video 2:

| 11:41PM | 29/06/25 | LA: 49.513908, LO: 0.109208 |

The camera rolls from inside the same car as the previous video. The recording hand is more unsteady, the woman recording herself. For a minute, she mutters the same phrase to herself repeatedly. "Je l’ai vu, j’ai vu cette chose, je l’ai vu."

"C’était là, je l’ai vu, j’ai vu cette chose. Je ne sais pas ce que j’ai vu, mais je sais que je l’ai vu. Je sais que je l’ai vu. Je sais que je l’ai vu. Je sais ce que j’ai vu. Il avait tellement de pattes. Pourquoi avait-il autant de pattes? Pourquoi a-t-il autant de pattes?" After a moment, the camera turns shakily back to the houses, zooming on on the fence of one of the properties. "C’était là. Juste là. J’en ai vu une partie s’effondrer quand il m’a vu."

The camera turns back to the apartment buildings, then back to the woman recording, then back to the apartment buildings. "Non. Merde, j’en ai fini. Je rentre chez moi." She turns the camera around and sets it down on the dashboard. She reaches for it, fiddling with it a bit, before leaving it with a skewed view on the leftmost windows.

She turns on the engine, puts the car into gear, and drives off. A black van can just barely be seen pulling out behind her as she turns round the corner.

The recording ends.

Video 3:

| 00:11AM | 30/06/25 | LA: 49.526757, LO: 0.116388 |

The car pulls into a parking space, and the engine is switched off. The woman decompresses in her seat and takes a long, exasperated sigh, with her face in her hands. She looks to the camera between her fingers, before picking it up and brushing a few stray strands of hair out of her face with her finger. She steps out the car door, recording herself. The same black van from the previous recording is parked behind her.

She begins walking, watching where she's going and glancing to the camera every now and then.

A dark figure slinks along, behind the hedges, following her as she walks. It's eyes -- far too many -- glint in the darkness. She doesn't seem to notice.