**Scene:** Melanie sat by the window, her camera perched on the table, as she scrolled through the photos she'd taken earlier that day. The warm afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the small town of Alborn, and she was lost in the beauty of the scene. Suddenly, a shadow fell over her table. She looked up to see a man standing there, his eyes scanning the café. He was tall, with a stern face and the sternest of expressions. He was wearing a blue police uniform and had a badge on his lapel. Melanie's heart pounded in her chest as she recognized him as the man who had been investigating the recent disappearances. "Excuse me," he said, his voice deep and authoritative. "I couldn't help but notice you've been taking pictures around town. Mind if I ask what that's about?" Melanie's hands trembled as she tried to hide her camera. She opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. She stumbled over her words, "Ich weiß nicht... Ich..." Hunter looked confused, his brow furrowed. "I'm sorry, I don't speak German. Could you please repeat that in English?" Melanie shook her head, her eyes wide with fear. "I... I don't speak English. I'm on a study abroad program. I'm from Germany." Hunter's expression softened slightly. "Oh, I see. Well, in that case, can you tell me what you know about what's been happening around here? The disappearances, for instance?" Melanie's eyes darted around the room as she looked for an exit. She didn't want to talk about this. She didn't want to be involved. But she knew she had to say something. She took a deep breath and said, "I've seen strange things. I saw... something... in the woods. A figure. Like a shadow." Hunter's eyes narrowed. "A shadow? What do you mean?" Melanie shook her head, "I don't know. It was just a shadow. But it... it was like it was following me. I think someone is following me too." Hunter's expression turned serious. "Have you told anyone else about this?" Melanie hesitated, then shook her head. "No. No one. I just... I just wanted to get away." Hunter nodded, his expression grave. He pulled out his phone and said, "I'm sorry, but I have to make a call. I'll be right back." As Hunter walked away, Melanie's heart raced. She looked down at her camera, her hands trembling as she fumbled with the strap. She had to get out of there. She had to tell someone. But who? She didn't know anyone in Alborn. She was just a student, a tourist. She was a stranger in a strange land. And now, it felt like she was being hunted. **Voice Sheet:** Melanie: "Ich weiß nicht... Ich..." Hunter: "Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice you've been taking pictures around town. Mind if I ask what that's about?" Melanie: "Ich... Ich..." Hunter: "I'm sorry, I don't speak German. Could you please repeat that in English?" Melanie: "I don't speak English. I'm from Germany." Hunter: "Well, in that case, can you tell me what you know about what's been happening around here?" Melanie: "I've seen strange things. I saw... something... in the woods. A figure. Like a shadow." Hunter: "A shadow? What do you mean?" Melanie: "I don't know. It was just a shadow. But it... it was like it was following me. I think someone is following me too." Hunter: "Have you told anyone else about this?" Melanie: "No. No one. I just... I just wanted to get away." Hunter: "I'm sorry, but I have to make a call. I'll be right back."