Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5M7JYMR13MXGQFE3K7HJE

**Voice Sheet** *Scene: Isabella sits at a cozy café in Alborn, MN, scrolling through photos on her camera. The aroma of fresh coffee fills the air. Hunter approaches her table, his trench coat slightly damp from the drizzle outside. He clears his throat to get her attention.* --- **Hunter:** (gruffly) "Excuse me, ma’am. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" **Isabella:** (looking up, startled) "Sì? Ah, scusa… Cosa posso fare per lei?" *(Yes? Oh, sorry… What can I do for you?)* **Hunter:** (frowning, confused) "Uh… Do you speak English?" **Isabella:** (shaking her head apologetically) "No, no inglese. Solo italiano." *(No, no English. Only Italian.)* **Hunter:** (sighs, rubbing the back of his neck) "Great. This is just great." *(Pauses, pointing to her camera)* "Have you been taking pictures around town? Specifically… near the woods?" **Isabella:** (nervously) "Sì, ho scattato molte foto. Ma… perché me lo chiede? È successo qualcosa?" *(Yes, I’ve taken many photos. But… why are you asking? Has something happened?)* **Hunter:** (shaking his head, frustrated) "Look, I don’t understand a word you’re saying. But if you’ve been near the woods, you might have seen something important." **Isabella:** (gesturing with her hands, trying to communicate) "Non capisco… Ma… le mie foto, forse possono aiutare?" *(I don’t understand… But… maybe my photos can help?)* **Hunter:** (nodding, though still confused) "Yeah, maybe. Any chance you could show me?" **Isabella:** (hesitant) "Ecco… guardi." *(Here… look.)* *(She turns her camera screen toward him, flipping through pictures of the woods, the town, and the apple festival.)* **Hunter:** (leaning in, squinting) "Huh. That one there—what’s that?" *(Points to a blurry figure in the background of a forest photo.)* **Isabella:** (shaking her head anxiously) "Non lo so… ho visto solo dopo, guardando le foto. Mi ha spaventata." *(I don’t know… I only saw it later, looking at the photos. It scared me.)* **Hunter:** (muttering) "Figures…" *(His phone buzzes loudly. He pulls it out, glancing at the screen.)* "Damn. I gotta take this." *(To Isabella)* "Listen, I’ll be back. Don’t go anywhere." **Isabella:** (confused) "Aspetta! Cosa sta succedendo?" *(Wait! What’s happening?)* **Hunter:** (already walking away) "Just stay put!" *Hunter steps outside the café, answering his phone. Isabella watches him go, her hands trembling slightly as she clutches her camera.* --- *End Scene.*