The morning mist still clung to the brick storefronts of Alborn as Isabella sat at a small bistro table outside the Apple Blossom Café. She stared at the digital display of her camera, her fingers trembling slightly as she toggled through her recent shots of the fog-drenched woods. Detective Hunter approached, his heavy boots crunching on the gravel. He looked tired, his brow furrowed with the weight of a disappearance case that was growing colder by the hour. He pulled a photograph from his breast pocket—a grainy image of a missing local teenager—and tapped the table. *** **Hunter:** "Morning. Sorry to bother you, but I saw you out by the old creek trail yesterday with that camera. Did you happen to see this girl near the trailhead?" **Isabella:** "Oh! Mi scusi... io... io non capisco bene. Ma quella ragazza... l'ho vista. Era così spaventata. C'era un uomo dietro di lei, tra gli alberi." **Hunter:** "Whoa, slow down there. I don't speak... is that Spanish? Listen, I just need to know if she was alone. Alone? One person?" **Isabella:** "No, no! Non era sola! Era un incubo. Ho provato a scattare una foto, ma faceva troppo buio. Lui era alto, vestito di scuro... mi è sembrato avesse un coltello. Ho avuto così tanta paura che sono scappata via." **Hunter:** "I’m not following a word of that. Look, it’s important. *Importante.* Did she go toward the lake or the orchard?" **Isabella:** "Il frutteto! Sono andati verso il frutteto! Per favore, deve aiutarla. Quel posto è maledetto, lo sento nelle ossa. Guardi le mie mani, tremano ancora!" **Hunter:** "Dammit. I need a translator. Look, stay right here, okay? Don't move. *Rimanere.*" **Isabella:** "Perché mi guarda così? Non capisce che il pericolo è ancora là fuori? Deve andare adesso, prima che sia troppo tardi!" **Hunter:** "Listen, lady, I’m sure you’re trying to help, but—" *[Hunter’s radio crackles loudly, followed by his phone buzzing aggressively in his pocket. He sighs and flips it open.]* **Hunter:** "Hunter here. What? Another one? At the old mill? Don't touch anything, I’m five minutes out." **Isabella:** "Ehi! Dove va? Non mi lasci qui! La ragazza è in pericolo!" **Hunter:** "Duty calls. Look, just... keep your head down. I’ll find someone who speaks whatever that is and come find you later. Stay safe." **Isabella:** "Dio mi aiuti... non capisce niente. È un disastro."