Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5R2MKV1868ZQTBN2PXY6S

**Isabella:** *[Sitting at a small table outside the "Alborn Bean" cafe, she nervously scrolls through photos on her digital camera. Her hands tremble slightly.]* **Hunter:** *[Approaches the table, flipping open a small notepad. His tone is direct, professional.]* "Excuse me, Miss. Detective Hunter Mills. I understand you were down by the old mill creek yesterday afternoon, taking pictures." **Isabella:** *[Startled, she looks up, her eyes wide. She clutches her camera to her chest and replies rapidly in a shaken, emotional voice.]* "Sì... io... ho visto... qualcosa. Non era normale. L'acqua... e i fiori... erano completamente neri. E poi quella luce... Mi dispiace, non so cosa fosse. Ero così spaventata." *(Yes... I... I saw... something. It wasn't normal. The water... and the flowers... they were completely black. And then that light... I'm sorry, I don't know what it was. I was so scared.)* **Hunter:** *[He stares at her, completely lost. His brow furrows in frustration. He holds up a hand.]* "Whoa, whoa. Slow down. English? Do you speak English?" **Isabella:** *[She shakes her head, her distress growing. She speaks more insistently, pointing towards the woods.]* "No, no Inglese. Per favore, deve capire! La luce nera! Ho paura che sia successo qualcosa a quella persona scomparsa." *(No, no English. Please, you must understand! The black light! I'm afraid something happened to that missing person.)* **Hunter:** *[He runs a hand over his face, sighing. He gestures vaguely, trying to mime 'camera' and 'photos'.]* "Pictures? Can I... see the pictures?" **Isabella:** *[She understands the gesture and hesitantly turns the camera screen towards him, scrolling to a series of photos showing a creek bank with unnaturally blackened vegetation.]* "Vede? Vede cosa intendo? Non è naturale!" *(You see? You see what I mean? It's not natural!)* **Hunter:** *[He leans in, studying the photos intently. He points to a blurry, dark smudged area in one photo.]* "What is this? This... shadow here?" **Isabella:** *[Her phone rings abruptly on the table, the shrill tone making her jump. She glances at it anxiously.]* **Hunter:** *[His own phone buzzes insistently in his pocket. He pulls it out, glances at the screen, and his expression tightens.]* "Damn. I have to go. Look, don't... don't go near there again. Stay in town." *[He points a finger at her, then at the ground, hoping she understands the warning. He turns and strides away quickly, already barking into his phone.]* "Mills. Talk to me."