**Voice Sheet:** *Setting: A quaint cafe in Alborn, MN. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air as Melanie sits at a small table, her camera resting in her hands. She appears deep in thought, her eyes scanning through the photos she has taken. Hunter, with his usual determined stride, approaches her table.* --- **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter. I noticed you were at the scene of the recent event in town. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" **Melanie:** "Entschuldigung, ich verstehe nicht. Ich spreche kein Englisch." (Sorry, I don't understand. I don't speak English.) *Hunter furrows his brow, clearly puzzled by the language barrier.* **Hunter:** "Uh, okay. This might be a bit tricky. Do you know anything about what happened? Any photos that might help?" **Melanie:** "Es war schrecklich. Ich habe etwas gesehen, aber ich weiß nicht, wie ich es erklären soll." (It was terrible. I saw something, but I don't know how to explain it.) *Hunter scratches his head, trying to make sense of her words.* **Hunter:** "Right, right. I wish I knew German. Can you show me the photos? Maybe I can figure something out." *Melanie nods and turns the camera screen towards Hunter, flipping through the images. Her hands tremble slightly.* **Melanie:** "Hier, sehen Sie. Ich habe das Gefühl, dass etwas nicht stimmt." (Here, look. I have a feeling something is wrong.) *Hunter leans in, studying the photos intently, though he still seems at a loss.* **Hunter:** "Hmm, I see. But I can't make heads or tails of it. I need to get a translator or something." *Just then, Hunter's phone buzzes. He glances at the screen, his expression shifting to one of urgency.* **Hunter:** "Sorry, I have to take this. It's important. But thank you for your time. I'll be in touch." *Melanie watches as Hunter steps away, speaking into his phone, leaving her with a mix of relief and lingering unease.*