**Isabella:** (Murmuring to herself, touching the camera screen) "No... non può essere. Cosa ho visto?" **Hunter:** "Excuse me, Miss? I’m Detective Hunter. I noticed you were down by the old apple orchard yesterday evening given the gear you’re carrying." **Isabella:** (Jumps slightly, clutching the camera to her chest) "Oh! Mi scusi... io... non parlo inglese. No English." **Hunter:** "Right. I just need a minute. We’ve got another missing person reported this morning. A teenager. Were you taking pictures near the festival grounds around dusk?" **Isabella:** (Her eyes widen, shaking her head rapidly) "Non capisco. Ti prego, lasciami stare. Ho solo scattato delle foto per un progetto... ma poi... c'erano delle ombre." **Hunter:** (Frowns, leaning closer) "Ombre? Is that a name? Look, I’m not here to hassle you about a permit. I need to know if you saw a gray van. Gray van. Vroom vroom?" **Isabella:** (Trembling, tapping the lens of her camera frantically) "La macchina... no, non una macchina. Era un uomo. Nel frutteto. Aveva qualcosa in mano... sembrava pesante. Dio mio, credo fosse un corpo!" **Hunter:** "Okay, slow down. You keep pointing at the camera. Did you take a picture of the suspect?" **Isabella:** "Guardalo! Guarda l'immagine! Lui è lì, dietro l'albero di mele. È sfuocato, ma si vede." **Hunter:** "I have zero idea what you are saying. 'Mela'? Is that... apple? You saw something in the apples?" **Isabella:** (Tears welling up) "Sì! Mele! Tra gli alberi! Era spaventoso. Ho paura. Lui mi ha guardato. Credo che mi abbia visto scattare la foto." **Hunter:** "You're shaking like a leaf. You saw something bad, didn't you? Okay. Look at me. Is he... bad? Bad man?" **Isabella:** (Nods frantically) "Cattivo. Molto cattivo. Ho bisogno di aiuto. Non conosco nessuno qui ad Alborn." **Hunter:** "Okay, I caught 'Alborn.' We're getting somewhere. I need you to show me the—" **Hunter:** (The sound of a cell phone ringing cuts him off. He answers sharply.) "Hunter. ...Alborn Creek? Now? ...Don't let the locals trample the mud. I'm five minutes out." **Isabella:** "Polizia?" **Hunter:** "I have to go. Stay here. Sit. Stay. Do not move." **Isabella:** "Ma... la foto..." **Hunter:** "We will figure this out when I get back. Don't go anywhere."