Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5TEGE5W7JE8GKJ2GT6TG2

**VOICE SHEET** **Scene:** A small, cozy café on Main Street in Alborn, MN. Melanie sits alone at a wrought-iron table, a half-finished latte cooling beside her. She stares intently at the digital display of her professional-grade camera, scrolling through photos with a furrowed brow. **(Sound of a chair scraping lightly on pavement)** **Hunter:** "Excuse me. Mind if I sit?" **(Melanie looks up, startled. She gives a small, hesitant nod. Hunter takes a seat, pulling a small notebook from his jacket pocket.)** **Hunter:** "Name's Hunter. I'm a detective with the town. You're Melanie, right? The exchange student from Germany." **(Melanie nods again, her expression guarded. She clutches her camera a little tighter.)** **Hunter:** "I understand you were out by the old Miller orchard yesterday afternoon, taking pictures. Around the time Mr. Henderson was last seen. Did you happen to see anything? Anything at all unusual?" **(Melanie takes a shaky breath. Her words come out in a rushed, anxious torrent of German.)** **Melanie:** "Ja, ich war dort… Es war so seltsam. Ich habe diese seltsamen Lichter zwischen den Bäumen gesehen, blinkend, wie Signale. Und dann… dann habe ich etwas gehört. Ein Geräusch, das nicht von einem Tier stammte. Es klang wie… wie ein leises Stöhnen. Ich hatte eine so schlechte Vorahnung, dass ich einfach weggelaufen bin. Ich wünschte, ich hätte genauer hingeschaut, aber ich hatte solche Angst!" **(Hunter leans forward, trying to decipher her meaning from her tone and body language, but he is completely lost. He holds up a hand, his expression one of pure frustration and confusion.)** **Hunter:** "Whoa, whoa, slow down. English? Do you speak English? Lights? Signals… what?" **(Melanie understands his confusion. She shakes her head helplessly, her eyes wide.)** **Melanie:** "Nein, ne