## Scene: A Cozy Cafe in Alborn, MN **INT. CAFE - DAY** Sunlight streams through the cafe windows, illuminating the warm, bustling atmosphere. Selvi sits at a table, her camera resting on the table beside a half-empty cup of tea. She is engrossed in the photographs she’s taken, her brow furrowed in concentration. Hunter, looking rugged and determined, enters the cafe. He scans the room, his gaze settling on Selvi. He walks towards her, his boots crunching on the tiled floor. **HUNTER** (in a gruff voice) Excuse me, miss. Selvi jumps slightly, startled. She looks up, her eyes wide with surprise. She nods politely, but doesn’t speak. **HUNTER** (gesturing to the photographs) Beautiful pictures. You’re a talented photographer. Selvi smiles shyly and returns her attention to the photographs. **HUNTER** (adjusting his jacket) I’m Hunter, a detective with the Alborn police department. I’ve been asking around about the events at the apple festival last weekend. (He pauses, looking expectantly) Did you happen to see anything unusual? Selvi looks up, her smile fading. She shakes her head slowly, her voice dropping to a whisper. **SELVI** (in Hindi) It was… strange. Everyone seemed…distant. Like they were lost in a fog. Hunter’s brow furrows, his confusion growing. He doesn’t understand a word she’s saying. **HUNTER** (puzzled) I’m sorry, I don’t understand. **SELVI** (gesturing to the pictures) The apple festival… it was not like the pictures. She waves her hand dismissively, then returns her gaze to her camera. **HUNTER** (persisting) You said something about a fog? Did you see anything suspicious? Selvi shakes her head again, her eyes clouded with anxiety. **SELVI** (in Hindi) I saw things I shouldn’t have seen…. I shouldn’t have spoken. Hunter opens his mouth to reply, but just then his phone rings. He digs it out of his pocket, glancing at the screen. **HUNTER** (answering the phone) Yes, Sergeant… Hunter’s attention turns away from Selvi as he takes the call, his voice taking a more official tone. **SELVI** (in Hindi, barely above a whisper) I have to go. She gathers her belongings quickly, her hands trembling slightly. She glances at Hunter briefly before walking quickly out of the cafe, leaving him with unanswered questions. **HUNTER** (into the phone, his voice distracted) …Yes, I’ll be right there. He hangs up the phone, staring at the spot where Selvi disappeared. He frowns, feeling a growing unease.