## Scene: Cafe in Alborn, MN Selvi sits at a small table in the corner of the bustling cafe, sipping her chai and staring intently at her camera. The afternoon sun streams through the window, casting a warm glow over the worn wooden tabletop and highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air. She flips through the photos on the screen, a furrow in her brow. Suddenly, a shadow falls over her table. Selvi looks up, startled, and finds herself face-to-face with a man - tall, broad-shouldered, and with a stern expression that could curdle milk. He wears a worn leather jacket over a denim shirt and his eyes, the color of steel blue, scrutinize her intently. "Excuse me, miss," the man says, his voice gravelly. "I was wondering if you might have seen something yesterday?" Selvi blinks, confused by the abrupt question. She doesn't understand a word he's saying. **Selvi:** "Mein… nahi samajhti. Aap kya keh rahe hain?" * (I...don't understand. What are you saying?)* Hunter frowns, completely lost. **Hunter:** "Uh, I’m looking for someone who might have seen something strange yesterday. Anything unusual?" Selvi's gaze sweeps over the cafe, landing on a group of locals chattering excitedly at a nearby table. Her shoulder slumps, and a tremor runs through her frame. **Selvi:** "Kal... ghhatna… bahut buri thi. Bahut saare log…khappe hue hain. * (Yesterday… the event… was very bad. Many people… disappeared.)* Hunter stares blankly, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. He shakes his head, unsure of what to make of her words. **Hunter:** "Look, I need to know if you saw anything suspicious, okay?" Selvi’s eyes widen, navigated by a wave of fear. **Selvi:** "Mujhe...dar lagta hain. Shehnai ki awaz… aur phir… khamosh. *" (I… am scared. The sound of the Shehnai… and then… silence.)* He makes a vague 'mm-hmm' sound, jotting down something on a notepad he takes from his pocket. Just then, Hunter’s phone rings. He casts an apologetic look at Selvi, answers the call, and speaks in a hushed tone. He listens intently for a moment, his expression growing grim. **Hunter:** "Yeah, got it. I'm on my way.” He hangs up and turns back to Selvi, a hint of urgency in his eyes. “Gotta go. Sorry to bother you.” **Selvi:** "Thek hain. "(Ok.)" He gives her a curt nod and strides out of the café, leaving Selvi alone with her camera and the unsettling memories of the previous night. *** **Voice Sheet** **Selvi:** * Mein… nahi samajhti. Aap kya keh rahe hain? * Kal... ghhatna… bahut buri thi. Bahut saare log…khappe hue hain. * Mujhe...dar lagta hain. Shehnai ki awaz… aur phir… khamosh. * Thek hain. **Hunter:** * Excuse me, miss. I was wondering if you might have seen something yesterday? * Uh, I’m looking for someone who might have seen something strange yesterday. Anything unusual? * Look, I need to know if you saw anything suspicious, okay? * Yeah, got it. I'm on my way. * Gotta go. Sorry to bother you.