[INT. CAFE - DAY] Selvi sits alone at a small table near the window, her eyes fixed on the camera in her hands. The sounds of clinking cups and murmured conversations fill the cafe. Hunter walks in, his detective badge visible on his belt. He scans the room, his gaze settling on Selvi. He approaches her table. HUNTER: Miss, mind if I join you? SELVI: (startled) नहीं ... नहीं, नहीं ... Hunter frowns, clearly not understanding Hindi. He pulls out a chair and sits down. HUNTER: Miss, I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating some strange occurrences in Alborn. Did you hear about the disappearances? SELVI: (fidgeting nervously) हाँ ... हाँ, मैंने सुना है ... मैंने उन्हें देखा था ... वो ... वो ... SELVI: (tears forming in her eyes) वो ... वो ... HUNTER: (confused) I'm sorry, miss, I don't understand what you're saying. Do you speak English? SELVI: (shaking her head) नहीं ... क्षमा करें ... मैं कोशिश करूंगी ... Hunter sighs, pulling out his phone. HUNTER: Do you mind if I record what you're saying? Maybe I can have someone translate later. SELVI: (nodding) ठीक है ... Hunter holds up his phone as Selvi continues speaking in Hindi, her voice shaking. Suddenly, Hunter's phone rings. He glances at it and stands. HUNTER: I'm sorry, but I have to go. Can I get your name and contact information? SELVI: (nervously) सेल्वी ... मेरा नाम सेल्वी है ... मैं स्टूडेंट हूँ ... Hunter quickly writes down some notes, then pockets his phone and badge. HUNTER: Thank you, Selvi. I'll be in touch soon. Hunter hurries out of the cafe. Selvi watches him go, then looks back down at her camera, a pained expression on her face. FADE OUT. --- Voice Sheet: SELVI: - नहीं ... नहीं, नहीं ... - हाँ ... हाँ, मैंने सुना है ... मैंने उन्हें देखा था ... वो ... व