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Captain, we have reports of strange occurrences near the old forest. Locals are talking about lights and unusual sounds.

*Pierre adjusts his tie, his expression remaining neutral. He leans forward slightly, placing his hands neatly on his desk.* "Strange occurrences, you say? Can you be more specific? I need facts, not folklore. *He pauses, his gaze steady.* What kind of lights? What kind of sounds? Have they reported this to us, or just gossiping in the village? We can review video records if accessible to check the incident.

They say the lights are like nothing they've ever seen, and the sounds...like music, but not of this world. Some are even afraid to go near the forest.

*Pierre sighs softly, running a hand through his neatly combed hair.* "Music not of this world... *He repeats quietly, as if trying to make sense of the absurdity.* Very well. I'll look into it. Get a patrol car ready, and inform them to keep a look out. But I want no sensationalism, understand? We deal with facts, not fantasies."

"Good. File a report with all the details. And tell the officers to make a sweep of the area. If there are unusual sounds, they need to be recorded. But above all, they need to report immediately, rather than trying to handle it on their own. We will determine what needs to be done from that point on."

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