Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY7S2EPA8DPFCJ17NB140P0

**Voice Sheet: Scene – The Café Encounter** **Setting:** A quaint, sunlit café in Alborn, MN. The scent of coffee and cinnamon lingers in the air. Maria sits at a small wooden table, her camera open beside her, her fingers tracing the lens with a distant, troubled look. Hunter, dressed in a worn leather jacket, leans against the table, his sharp eyes scanning the room before locking onto her. --- ### **Dialogue** **Hunter:** *(in English, direct and blunt)* "Maria." *(She jumps slightly, her hand flying to her chest. She looks up, startled, then back at her camera—avoiding eye contact.)* **Maria:** *(in Spanish, voice trembling)* "¿Quién es usted? ¿Qué quiere?" *(Who are you? What do you want?)* **Hunter:** *(frowning, not understanding)* "Maria?" *(She flinches again, her grip tightening on her camera. She exhales sharply, her shoulders slumping.)* **Maria:** *(whispering, urgent)* "Por favor, no me mire así... No sé qué pasó, pero... *(Please, don’t look at me like that... I don’t know what happened, but...)* *(She swallows hard, her voice breaking slightly.)* **Maria:** *(continuing, more frantic)* "El otro día, en el bosque... Vi algo. Personas... Desaparecieron. Y ahora... *(The other day, in the woods... I saw something. People... Disappeared. And now...)* *(She hesitates, her eyes darting around the café.)* **Maria:** *(lowering her voice)* "Hay alguien más. Algo malo está pasando aquí." *(There’s someone else. Something bad is happening here.)* **Hunter:** *(confused, stepping closer)* "Maria, I don’t speak Spanish. Slow down. What happened?" *(She stares at him, her expression shifting between fear and frustration.)* **Maria:** *(in broken English, desperate)* "Bosque. Bosque cerca de la fiesta de manzanas. Gente... no volver. *(Woods. Woods near the apple festival. People... not coming back.)* *(She gestures wildly toward the camera.)* **Maria:** *(in Spanish, pointing at the camera)* "Yo tomé fotos. Pero no sé qué hacer. *(I took pictures. But I don’t know what to do.)* *(She looks at him, pleading.)* **Maria:** *(whispering)* "Por favor, ayúdeme. *(Please, help me.)* **Hunter:** *(grim, nodding)* "Okay. You took photos of what?" *(She hesitates, then reaches for her camera, flipping through the images. Her breath catches.)* **Maria:** *(in Spanish, voice shaking)* "Ellos... estaban allí. Pero ahora... *(They... were there. But now...)* *(She points to a blurred figure in the woods, then to a second, third—all eerily similar.)* **Maria:** *(whispering)* "Desaparecieron. Como si se los tragara la tierra. *(They disappeared. Like the earth swallowed them.)* **Hunter:** *(frowning, examining the photos)* "When did this happen?" **Maria:** *(in Spanish, counting on fingers)* "Tres días. Cuatro. Antes de la fiesta. *(Three days. Four. Before the festival.)* *(She looks up, her eyes wide.)* **Maria:** *(urgent)* "¡Alguien más está aquí! ¡Algo está mal! *(Someone else is here! Something is wrong!)* **Hunter:** *(serious, nodding)* "Maria, I need you to stay here. Don’t go back to the woods. Don’t touch anything else." *(She nods, but her hands are still trembling.)* **Maria:** *(whispering)* "¿Y si no es seguro aquí? *(What if it’s not safe here?)* **Hunter:** *(firm)* "It will be. I’ll make sure of it." *(His phone rings. He checks the screen, then sighs.)* **Hunter:** *(to Maria, apologetic)* "Got to take this. Stay here. I’ll be back." *(He stands, pulling out his wallet to leave money on the table.)* **Maria:** *(calling after him, desperate)* "¡No se vaya! ¡Por favor! *(Don’t leave! Please!)* **Hunter:** *(over his shoulder, gruff)* "I won’t. But I need to handle this." *(He walks away, leaving her sitting alone, her camera still open, her fingers clutching the edge of the table.)* --- **End Scene.** *(Note: Hunter’s next call is likely to dispatch or a superior—setting up the next steps in the investigation.)*