Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY87F7MCTMPV9X86A0785PK

Here’s the scene with dialogue formatted as a **voice sheet** (character lines separated clearly, with notes on tone and delivery). I’ve included Maria’s Spanish lines with approximate English translations in *italics* for clarity, though Hunter wouldn’t understand them. --- ### **Scene: Café in Alborn, MN** *Setting: A quiet, sunlit café in downtown Alborn. Maria sits alone at a corner table, her camera resting on the table, fingers tracing the lens. She looks up as Hunter enters, then tenses when he approaches. The café hums with low conversation and the clink of dishes.* --- #### **VOICE SHEET** **HUNTER** *(gruff, direct, scanning the café before locking onto Maria)* "Afternoon. You’re the one with the camera, right? The Spanish student?" **MARIA** *(startled, eyes flicking to her camera, then back to him—hesitant, voice soft but rapid in Spanish)* *"Sí, pero no hablo inglés… ¿Qué pasa?"* [*Yes, but I don’t speak English… What’s happening?*] **HUNTER** *(frowns, rubbing his jaw—clearly confused but undeterred)* "Uh. Right. Look, I’m Detective Hunter. I’m asking about the disappearances. You’ve been here a few days, yeah?" **MARIA** *(hands trembling slightly, clutching her camera strap—Spanish accelerates, fragmented)* *"Desaparecidos… Yo vi… algo ayer en el bosque. No debería haber visto eso. No es seguro—"* [*Disappearances… I saw… something yesterday in the woods. I shouldn’t have seen that. It’s not safe—*] **HUNTER** *(leaning in, voice low but sharp)* "Slow down. You saw *what*? In the woods?" **MARIA** *(whispers, eyes darting to the door—Spanish laced with fear)* *"Hombres. Con… con algo cubierto. Como sacos. Y sonidos. Gritos. Pero cuando me acerqué, se fueron. Rápido."* [*Men. With… with something covered, like sacks. And sounds. Screams. But when I got closer, they left. Fast.*] **HUNTER** *(straightens, pulling out a notepad—focused now)* "Sacks? Like bodies?" **MARIA** *(nods frantically, then realizes he might not understand—switches to broken English, desperate)* "Bodies. Maybe. I—*I don’t know.* But they *ran* when I took picture. My camera—*click*—they heard. They *ran*." **HUNTER** *(grunts, scribbling—then pauses, studying her)* "You’ve got photos?" **MARIA** *(hesitant, then reaches for her camera—voice barely above a whisper)* *"Sí. Pero no son… normales. No como las mías otras."* [*Yes. But they’re not… normal. Not like my others.*] *(She flips through the SD card, showing him a grainy, shadowy photo of figures dragging something covered under the trees. Hunter’s expression darkens.)* **HUNTER** *(quiet, dangerous)* "Where’s the rest of the roll?" **MARIA** *(shakes her head, voice cracking)* "Yo… lo borré. Por miedo. Pero—*I kept one.* Just in case." **HUNTER** *(nods, tucking the card into an evidence bag—suddenly professional)* "Good. You did the right thing. Listen—" *(phone buzzes; he glances at it, curses under his breath)* "I gotta take this. Stay here. Don’t leave town." **MARIA** *(panicked, grabbing his arm in Spanish)* *"¡No! No puedo quedarme aquí. Ellos saben que me vieron—"* [*No! I can’t stay here. They know I saw them—*] **HUNTER** *(firm, but softer—covering her hand briefly)* "Shh. You’re safe now. I’ll be back. *Stay put.*" *(walks away, phone pressed to his ear, but glances back once—his expression unreadable.)* *(Maria exhales shakily, clutching her camera like a lifeline. The café’s chatter fades into a blur. She’s hyper-aware of every shadow, every footstep.)* --- **END SCENE** --- ### **Notes for Tone/Delivery:** - **Maria’s Spanish:** Rapid, fragmented when scared; switches to broken English when she realizes Hunter won’t understand. Her voice cracks on *"gritos"* (screams) and *"borré"* (I deleted). - **Hunter’s reactions:** - **Confusion** → **Suspicion** → **Professional focus** as she describes the scene. - His body language shifts from *detached cop* to *concerned* when she mentions the photos. - **Subtext:** Maria’s fear isn’t just of the men—it’s of *being believed*. Hunter’s no-nonsense attitude hides a flicker of doubt: *Is she hysterical… or onto something?* Would you like any adjustments to the tension or pacing? Or a follow-up scene where Hunter returns?