Here's the scene written as a voice sheet, capturing the cozy mystery tone and the details provided: *** **Scene: Apple Blossom Cafe, Alborn, MN - Afternoon** **(SOUND of gentle cafe chatter, clinking mugs)** **Selvi:** (Sighs softly, a troubled look on her face as she scrolls through photos on her camera, her thumb tracing the screen. She pauses on a blurry image of a familiar street corner, her brow furrowed.) **Hunter:** (Approaching Selvi’s table, his posture still and observant despite the relaxed cafe atmosphere. He clears his throat gently, not wanting to startling her.) Excuse me. Is this seat taken? **Selvi:** (Looks up, startled a little, her eyes wide. She glances at the empty chair opposite her.) **Hunter:** (Gestures to the chair.) Mind if I join you for a moment? Detective Hunter. **Selvi:** (Hesitates, then inclines her head slightly, making a small, assenting sound. She repositions her camera slightly, her grip on it tightening.) **Hunter:** (Sits down, eyeing her camera. He doesn't waste time with small talk.) I’m investigating some of the recent… disturbances around Alborn. You’re a student, aren't you? From the study abroad program? **Selvi:** (Nods, her expression wary.) **Hunter:** Have you… have you seen anything unusual lately? Perhaps near the old cannery, or the walking trails by the river? Anything out of place, even something small? **Selvi:** (Her eyes widen further, a flicker of fear crossing her face. She takes a deep, shaky breath, her gaze darting towards the cafe window as if seeing something unsettling there. She begins to speak rapidly, her voice hushed and trembling, in Hindi.) मेरे दोस्त कहाँ हैं? वे कहाँ गए? यह सब बहुत अजीब है, सब गायब हो रहे हैं। मुझे डर लग रहा है। (Where are my friends? Where did they go? This is all so strange, everyone is disappearing. I’m scared.) **Hunter:** (His brow furrows instantly. He leans forward slightly, a look of utter confusion on his face.) I… I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Could you… could you repeat that in English? **Selvi:** (Shakes her head, her eyes welling up slightly, her hands clutching her camera even tighter. She repeats, more plaintively, the fear evident in her voice, still in Hindi.) मुझे नहीं पता कि क्या हो रहा है। (I don’t know what’s happening.) **Hunter:** (Runs a hand through his short-cropped hair, clearly frustrated by the language barrier. He glances around the cafe, momentarily looking for someone who might understand. He tries another tack, speaking slowly and clearly.) I understand you're upset. But I need to know if you saw anything. Anything at all. A car? A person? **Selvi:** (Her gaze is fixed on some unseen point across the room, as if reliving a memory. She whispers, the words barely audible, in Hindi.) वे सिर्फ़ चले गए। कोई निशानी नहीं। (They just… left. No trace.) **Hunter:** (Sighs, the no-nonsense attitude warring with genuine concern. He pulls out a small notepad and pen.) Look, I really want to help you, but I need to understand what you're saying. Are you saying you saw someone leave? Who left? **Selvi:** (Shakes her head vigorously, her eyes filling with tears. She mumbles, still in Hindi, her voice cracking.) मैं नहीं जानती। मैं नहीं जानती। वे बस… (I don’t know. I don’t know. They just…) **(SOUND of Hunter’s phone vibrating loudly. He pulls it out, glancing at the screen, a grim expression settling on his face.)** **Hunter:** (Looks from his phone to Selvi, a flicker of regret in his eyes. He stands up abruptly.) I'm sorry, I have to take this. (He gestures a quick, apologetic nod.) We'll talk again. Someone will… someone will be in touch. **Selvi:** (Watches him go, a mix of relief and renewed fear on her face, her troubled expression returning as she looks back down at her camera, her heart pounding.) **(SOUND of Hunter's rapid footsteps receding, the cafe chatter resuming its gentle hum.)**