Here is the scene: Isabella sat at a small café in the heart of Alborn, sipping on a latte and staring at her camera with a mixture of frustration and concern. Hunter, dressed in his detective attire, walked in and scanned the room until his eyes landed on her. He approached her table, his no-nonsense attitude evident in his stride. "Excuse me, miss," Hunter said, pulling out his notebook and pen. "I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating a recent... incident in town. I was told you might have seen something." Isabella looked up, startled, and responded in Italian, her voice trembling. "Ho visto qualcosa di strano ieri sera. Ero fuori a fotografare il tramonto e ho visto una persona che correva nel bosco. Sembrava spaventata." Hunter's expression turned confused, and he furrowed his brow. "I'm sorry, miss. I didn't quite catch that. Can you repeat it in... uh... English?" Isabella looked at him, realizing he didn't understand her, and tried to convey her distress through hand gestures and facial expressions. "Era una donna! Era così spaventata! Oh mio dio, cosa è successo?" Hunter's confusion deepened, and he shook his head. "I'm sorry, miss. I really need to know what you saw. Can you... uh... draw it for me or something?" Isabella sighed, feeling frustrated, and began to draw a rough sketch on a napkin. Just as she was finishing, Hunter's phone rang, and he excused himself to take the call. Here is the dialogue as a voice sheet: Isabella: "Ho visto qualcosa di strano ieri sera. Ero fuori a fotografare il tramonto e ho visto una persona che correva nel bosco. Sembrava spaventata." Hunter: "I'm sorry, miss. I didn't quite catch that. Can you repeat it in... uh... English?" Isabella: "Era una donna! Era così spaventata! Oh mio dio, cosa è successo?" Hunter: "I'm sorry, miss. I really need to know what you saw. Can you... uh... draw it for me or something?"