Scene: Cozy Cafe, Alborn, MN - A sunny afternoon, with a warm aroma of freshly baked pastries wafting through the air. Selvi sits alone at a small table, her eyes fixed on her camera as she gently cleans the lens. The door swings open and Hunter walks in, scanning the cafe until his eyes land on Selvi. He approaches her with a mix of curiosity and determination. Hunter: Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating a series of unusual events in Alborn. Selvi looks up, startled, and sees the badge on Hunter's hip. She hesitantly puts down her camera. Selvi: (nervously in Hindi) Kuch ajeeb hua hai, theek nahin hai, mujhe lagta hai koi khatra hai. (Something strange happened, it's not right, I think there's danger.) Hunter's expression turns confused as he struggles to understand what Selvi just said. Hunter: I'm sorry, miss. Could you repeat that? I didn't quite catch it. Selvi's eyes widen in realization that Hunter didn't understand her. She tries again, using hand gestures and simple English words she learned in her classes. Selvi: (slowly in broken English and Hindi) Khatra... danger... (points around the cafe, then at the camera) photography... Dekha tha... (motions as if taking a picture) something strange. Hunter takes a notebook and begins to scribble, still confused. He asks more questions, trying to piece together what Selvi is trying to convey. Hunter: (frustrated) Ma'am, please. What did you see? Was it related to the disappearances? Selvi tries again, this time mixing English and Hindi, trying to find a way to communicate the fear she felt. Selvi: (with desperation) Lagta hai... mujhe khatra hai... I see... bad... (covers her mouth as if holding back tears) Hunter's phone rings, breaking the tension. He answers, his expression serious. Hunter: (into phone) Detective Hunter... yeah, I need to go. (pauses) Keep searching. (hangs up) Hunter turns back to Selvi, feeling a sense of urgency. Hunter: (apologetically) Ma'am, I have to go. If you're willing, we need to find someone who can translate for you. Can I leave my card with you? Selvi nods, still shaken. Hunter hands her his business card and quickly leaves the cafe. (voice sheet continued below) Selvi: "Kuch ajeeb hua hai, theek nahin hai, mujhe lagta hai koi khatra hai. / Lagta hai... mujhe khatra hai... I see... bad... " Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating a series of unusual events in Alborn. / I'm sorry, miss. Could you repeat that? I didn't quite catch it. / Ma'am, please. What did you see? Was it related to the disappearances? / Detective Hunter... yeah, I need to go. / Ma'am, I have to go. If you're willing, we need to find someone who can translate for you. Can I leave my card with you?"