``` [Isabella, looking at her camera, sits at an outdoor table in a quaint Alborn cafe. Her expression is deep in thought and she bites her lower lip nervously.] [At the same time, Hunter, his nondescript detective garb blending in with the town's laid-back atmosphere, strides over to her table, gaze intense, yet friendly. He glances at her camera, acknowledging her avid interest in photography before shifting his attention to her.] Hunter: "Excuse me. Do you happen to know anything about the recent disappearance of two students from the college?" [Isabella, startled by the mention of the town's tragic event, looks up at Hunter with worn eyes, her voice shaken as she elaborates uncensored in Italian.] "Mi dispiace, ma non sapevo che stavano venendo via. Hanno preso le foto con me e poi sono scomparse. Dove sono?" [Hunter listens intently, only to crinkle his brow in confusion as he registers her use of a foreign tongue. He can only assume she's speaking Italian, a language he doesn't understand but is common enough in this town due to its flourishing study abroad program.] Hunter: "I'm sorry, I can't understand you. I'm looking for any information about the students who vanished recently. They've been missing for over a week." [Isabella's shoulders sink and she bites her lip, her worry and confusion more palpable now. She pulls out her camera, attempting to show Hunter the last pictures she took with her classmates.] Isabella: "Potresti vederla le foto? Ho preso le foto di loro l'ultima volta. Poi non sono mai tornate alla residenza." [Hunter takes the camera from her, perplexed, and begins browsing through the images. As he views a photo of a dark, isolated forest with two figures in the background, his expression hardens.] Hunter: "Where was this?" [Isabella hesitates, her slender fingers fiddling with the strap of her camera. Her worried gaze lingers on the image before she answers.] Isabella: "Era una foresta, non lontano da qui. E' molto tranquilla e silenziosa, ma mi è sembrato per farsi le foto." [His phone dings, interrupted by a call he must take, and Hunter exchanges an apologetic look with her.] Hunter: "Sarà molto importante ciò che hai detto. Potrei tornare da te? Mi dispiace, ma devo andare per qualche minuto." Isabella: "Sì, certo. Spero che riesca a tornare presto." [Hunter offers a clipped smile, taking a step back with the camera.] Hunter: "Lo spero anche." [He nods to her and makes his way out, his task not yet complete, but a piece of the puzzle is starting to emerge.]