Maria's eyes are glued to her camera, scanning through the photographs she took. The small, quaint cafe in Alborn is almost empty, and the soft hum of background music drifts through the air. Suddenly, she hears a deep voice approaching. Hunter: "Excuse me, miss, I'm detective Hunter. Can we talk for a moment?" Maria looks up from her camera, the shock evident in her eyes. She quickly tries to switch to English but struggles to find the right words. Maria: "Lo siento, no hablo inglés." Hunter looks confused but continues with his questions, not understanding what she said initially. Hunter: "I need to ask you about the recent disappearances in town and if you have any information that could be helpful." Maria's eyes widen, and she nervously responds in Spanish. Maria: "Yo no sé nada. Estoy aquí como estudiante de intercambio." Hunter frowns, struggling to understand her. They continue to talk, but the language barrier hinders their conversation. Hunter continues to ask his questions, and Maria tries her best to respond in broken English, hinting that she doesn't know anything about the disappearances. Out of the blue, Hunter's cell phone rings, cutting off their conversation. Hunter: "Excuse me, I have to take this." Hunter steps away from the table, and Maria looks relieved, clutching her camera tightly against her chest. She watches Hunter leave and feels a mix of anxiety and confusion.