Here is the scene: Maria sat at a small table in the cafe, staring at her camera with a mixture of confusion and sadness on her face. She was fiddling with the lens, trying to focus on the blurry image of a sunset. Suddenly, she heard a voice approach. "Excuse me, miss, I couldn't help but notice your camera. Are you taking photographs of the town?" Hunter, a rough-looking man with a rugged jawline, asked. Maria looked up, startled, and began to speak in rapid Spanish, "Sí, pero no es nada interesante... Hay algo sucedido... ¡ alguien ha desaparecido! ¡Hubo una reunión en la estación de policía y no saben qué hacer!" Hunter's eyes widened in confusion, and he took a step back. "I'm sorry, miss. I didn't understand you. Who did you say something about?" Maria tried to explain again, her eyes pleading for him to understand. "¡Mτική topicos! ¡El pastor! ¡Lo que encontraron! ¡No es nada normal, es algo que no debe pasar en un pueblo tranquilo como este!" Hunter's face still looked puzzled, but he tried to reassure her. "Don't worry, miss. I think I'm starting to understand. Can you please speak more slowly and spell it out for me?" Maria sighed and shook her head, "No, no entiendo qué hay hecho. Sólo sé que hay algo malo. ¡Lo siento, mister..." Hunter's phone suddenly beeped. He glanced at it and groaned, "I'm so sorry, miss. I have to go. I've got to respond to this call." Maria watched as Hunter quickly scribbled down some notes and buttoned his jacket. "Destino... que alguien abra el caso... ¡ya, saría por algún motivo!" "Go ahead, I'll catch up with you soon," Hunter said, hurriedly walking away. Maria looked on, feeling a sense of frustration and isolation. She hadn't spoken a word of English to Helen, the receptionist at the cafe, and she wasn't sure how long she could sustain herself without finding a way to communicate. Voice Sheet: Maria: "¡Mmatic este top! ¡El pástr por la estación de policía sobre algo ha eparecido!" Hunter: "I've got to go. I've got to respond to this call."