Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9N6EZKEZ4PQH6ZW5RQ0X4

**Voice Sheet: Scene – Café in Alborn, MN** *(The café is quiet, with soft chatter and the hum of a coffee machine. Selvi sits at a small wooden table, her camera open in front of her, examining a photo of the town’s autumn foliage. She looks distracted, her fingers tracing the edges of the frame. Hunter, dressed in a dark jacket, leans against the table across from her, arms crossed.)* --- ### **Hunter** *(in a firm, no-nonsense tone, breaking the silence)* "Ma’am?" *(Selvi jumps slightly, her hand flying to her chest. She looks up, startled, then notices Hunter. She hesitates, then closes her camera with a soft *click*.)* --- ### **Selvi** *(in rapid, worried Hindi, her voice trembling)* "Kya hua hai? *Kya hua hai?*" *(What’s happening? What’s happening?)* *(Hunter blinks, confused. He doesn’t understand a word.)* ### **Hunter** *(raising an eyebrow, trying to keep his tone neutral)* "Ma’am, I’m Detective Hunter. I was wondering if you could help me with something." *(Selvi’s eyes widen in panic. She clutches her camera to her chest.)* ### **Selvi** *(whispering, frantic)* "Yahan koi bhi nahin bolna chahiye… *kisi ko nahin batana chahiye!*" *(No one here should talk… no one should tell anyone!)* *(Hunter tilts his head, sensing urgency but not understanding.)* ### **Hunter** *(leaning forward slightly, keeping his voice low)* "Ma’am, I’m investigating some missing persons cases. Have you seen anything unusual?" *(Selvi’s breath hitches. She looks around nervously, then lowers her voice further.)* ### **Selvi** *(whispering, her hands shaking)* "… *Aaj raat ko…* *aaj raat ko ek ladki gaya hai…*" *(… *tonight…* *tonight a girl disappeared…*) *(Hunter’s expression tightens. He straightens up, now fully alert.)* ### **Hunter** *(cutting in, serious)* "Where? When?" *(Selvi swallows hard, her voice breaking slightly.)* ### **Selvi** *(in a rush, still in Hindi)* "… *Harvest Park…* *pehle saath hai…* *ab nahin hai…*" *(… *Harvest Park…* *she was there earlier…* *now she’s gone…*) *(Hunter’s jaw clenches. He pulls out his notebook, flipping to a fresh page.)* ### **Hunter** *(writing quickly, then looking up)* "Ma’am, can you describe her?" *(Selvi nods, her eyes distant. She takes a deep breath, then begins to speak slowly, pointing at the camera.)* ### **Selvi** *(pointing at the photo she just took, then describing in Hindi)* "… *yeh hi ladki…* *kaali koat…* *saaf chhoti chhati…* *aankhon mein khauf…*" *(… *that’s the girl…* *black coat…* *pale, thin face…* *fear in her eyes…*) *(Hunter’s pen pauses. He glances at the photo—it’s a grainy shot of a young woman standing near the park’s old oak tree, her face shadowed but clearly distressed.)* ### **Hunter** *(softly, now more concerned)* "Ma’am, did she say anything to you?" *(Selvi shakes her head violently.)* ### **Selvi** *(whispering, terrified)* "… *nahin…* *nahin bol paungi…* *usko bachana hai…*" *(… *no…* *I can’t tell…* *I have to save her…*) *(Hunter exhales sharply, rubbing his temples. He glances at his watch—it’s late. He needs to act.)* ### **Hunter** *(firm but gentle)* "Ma’am, I need to find her. Can you tell me where you saw her last?" *(Selvi hesitates, then points to the photo again.)* ### **Selvi** *(in a rush)* "… *yeh hi jagah…* *park ke paas…* *uske paas ek ladka tha…* *par ab nahin hai…*" *(… *this place…* *near the park…* *there was a boy with her…* *but now he’s gone too…*) *(Hunter’s eyes narrow. He scribbles notes, then stands abruptly.)* ### **Hunter** *(checking his watch again)* "Ma’am, I need to go. Can you stay here? If she comes back, call the police." *(Selvi nods frantically, gripping her camera.)* ### **Selvi** *(whispering)* "… *yes…* *yes, I will…* *please find her…*" *(… *yes…* *yes, I will…* *please find her…*) *(Hunter hesitates, then pulls out a business card and slides it across the table. Selvi stares at it, not understanding.)* ### **Hunter** *(pointing at the card)* "Call me. *Any time.*" *(Selvi nods, her eyes welling up. Hunter turns to leave, then pauses at the door.)* ### **Hunter** *(over his shoulder, gruff but sincere)* "Ma’am, you’re doing the right thing." *(Selvi watches him go, her hands trembling. The café door swings shut behind him. She exhales shakily, then pulls out her phone—no signal. She looks around, then quickly snaps a photo of the card before slipping it into her pocket.)* *(Her camera clicks again—this time, a desperate shot of the park entrance, the shadows stretching long in the fading light.)* --- **End Scene.**