# Voice Sheet: Café Encounter **[Setting: A small café in Alborn, MN. Isabella sits at a corner table, scrolling through photos on her camera. Hunter approaches, his detective's badge visible on his belt.]** Hunter: "Excuse me, miss? I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating some incidents around town. Were you near the old Miller property yesterday evening? Around sunset?" Isabella: *[Looking up, troubled and shaken]* "Scusa? Io... io non capisco. Non parlo inglese." Hunter: *[Pausing, clearly confused]* "English? Do you speak English?" Isabella: *[Wringing her hands, her voice trembling]* "No, no English. Solo italiano. I am... come si dice... I only speak Italian. Mi scusa molto." Hunter: *[Rubbing his temples, frustrated but patient]* "Okay... do you understand 'yesterday'? Ieri?" Isabella: *[Eyes widening slightly]* "Ah, sì! Ieri... yesterday, yes. Ma... ma perché? Why you ask me?" Hunter: "I'm trying to figure out what people saw. There was something strange out there. You have a camera—were you taking photos yesterday?" Isabella: *[Nodding, becoming more animated but still visibly distressed]* "Sì, sì, le foto. The photos, yes. Ma... ma ho visto qualcosa di strano. Something very strange. Molto strano. Very... *[she gestures uncertainly]* ...not normal. Not okay." Hunter: "Strange how? Can you show me?" Isabella: *[Hesitantly turning her camera toward him, her hands shaking slightly]* "There, look. Laggiù, down there by the trees. See? C'era una persona... a person, but... but non normal. The movement, it was... *[she trails off, searching for words]* ...non umano. Not human, the way they move." Hunter: *[Leaning in, studying the camera screen intently]* "That's... I need to take a closer look at these. Can you—" *[His phone rings loudly. He glances at it, and his expression shifts to urgency.]* Hunter: "Hold on one second." *[He answers the phone.]* Hunter: "Yeah? Uh-huh. When? Okay, I'm on my way. Don't touch anything." *[He hangs up and turns back to Isabella, his jaw tight.]* Hunter: "I have to go. There's been another incident. But I need those photos. Can you—can you email them to the Alborn Police Department? Or bring them in?" Isabella: *[Looking even more frightened now]* "Un altro? Another... another what? Cosa sta succedendo? What is happening in this town?" Hunter: *[Already standing, reaching for his wallet to leave a card]* "That's what I'm trying to figure out. Please, bring those photos to the station. It's on Main Street. Officer Davis will help you." Isabella: *[Taking the card with trembling fingers]* "Sì... yes. Okay. But Detective... *[her voice drops to barely a whisper]* ...be careful. Whatever that was... it did not feel right. It felt... *[she shakes her head]* ...cattivo. Bad." Hunter: *[Already moving toward the door]* "I will. Thank you, miss." *[He exits quickly, the café door chiming behind him. Isabella sits alone, staring at her camera, then at the detective's card, her hands still shaking.]* --- **[END SCENE]**