Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9V4F7TVC6ZE17125DTYQJ

Okay, here's a voice sheet for a scene featuring Selvi and Hunter, aiming for that cozy mystery, slightly bewildered tone, and incorporating the details provided. I've leaned into the language barrier and Hunter’s frustration, while also allowing for a touch of the gentle curiosity that often characterizes this genre. **Scene: The Maple Leaf Cafe - Alborn, MN** **Setting:** The Maple Leaf Cafe is a small, slightly worn establishment in the center of Alborn. The air smells of cinnamon and burnt coffee. It’s a drizzly afternoon, and the windows are fogged. --- **Voice Sheet** **(SOUND of gentle rainfall and the low hum of conversation)** **Selvi:** (Sitting alone at a small table near the window, meticulously adjusting the settings on her camera and reviewing a landscape photo on the LCD screen. She looks visibly distressed, clutching her camera tightly.) "O mero aama, aai, ye sab... it's… unsettling. Dherai gundgaa." (Translation: "Oh my mother, this... it’s... unsettling. Very strange.") **Hunter:** (Approaches the table, a weary look on his face. He’s in a slightly rumpled suit, a service jacket hanging loosely over his shoulder.) “Excuse me, miss? I’m Detective Hunter. I was hoping to ask you about the… the Miller disappearance.” **Selvi:** (Startled, she quickly lowers her camera, her eyes wide and confused. She speaks rapidly in Hindi, gesturing vaguely.) “Haan,haan! But—but what do you want to know? Ye log... they didn't tell me. The sheriff… he doesn’t understand. He kept saying, ‘Just a missing person.’ But it’s *more* than that! The air… it feels… heavy. Like something is watching." (She shakes her head, a wave of worry washing over her face.) “Voh, woh... the apple orchard. It was… different. Quiet. Too quiet.” **Hunter:** (Stares blankly at her, furrowing his brow. He attempts a polite, but strained, tone.) “I... I don’t understand. You said… ‘heavy air’? ‘Something watching’?” He pulls out a small notepad and pen, scribbling down a question mark. “Can you possibly… repeat that, slowly? And maybe… point to something?” **Selvi:** (Frustrated, she points at the window, then back at herself, repeating a phrase in Hindi with increasing urgency.) “Mujhe samajh ni aa raha! I’m trying! It’s like... a feeling. Like a shadow. The trees… they didn’t seem to sway in the wind. It was… unnatural.” **Hunter:** (Sighs, rubbing his temples. He tries a different approach, speaking very slowly and deliberately.) “Okay. Unnatural. You felt... something was wrong with the trees. Did anyone else say anything? Did anyone else *see* anything unusual?” **Selvi:** (Hesitates, looking around nervously. She shakes her head, then points to a photograph on her camera - a wide shot of the apple orchard.) “The picture… the light. It was… wrong. Not… golden. Darker. Like… like something stole the light.” (She shows him the picture, her expression still troubled.) **Hunter:** (Studies the photograph, a flicker of something – not understanding, but perhaps a nascent curiosity – crossing his face. He glances at his watch.) “Look, I appreciate you trying to help, but… I’ve got a call. It’s about the Peterson case." (He pulls out his phone, placing it on the table.) “I need to go.” **Selvi:** (Panicked, she reaches out a hand toward him.) “Wait! Don't go! This is important! Please… (She struggles to find the words in English) …this is… dangerous!” **(SOUND of a phone ringing, then Hunter’s gruff, clipped response.)** **Hunter:** “Yeah?… Right, yeah… Okay. Listen, I gotta run. Good luck with… whatever this is." (He hangs up, gives Selvi a curt nod, and turns to leave.) "Just… try to stay safe." **Selvi:** (Watches him go, clutching her camera even tighter, a single tear rolling down her cheek. She whispers in Hindi, mostly to herself.) “Hare rakho, Meri aama.” (Translation: “May God protect my mother.”) **(SOUND of Hunter’s footsteps fading away, followed by the gentle continuation of the rain and cafe noises.)** --- **Notes/Thoughts for Development:** * **Visual Cues:** I’ve suggested actions (adjusting camera, gesturing, pointing) to help with visualizing the scene. * **Specificity:** Adding small details like "burnt coffee" and "rumpled suit" helps establish atmosphere. * **Hunter’s Frustration:** He's a man of action, and the language barrier is actively hindering his work. * **Selvi's Depth:** Her fear and distress are conveyed through her actions and fragmented Hindi. The grounding of the photograph in her experience is vital. * **Open Ending:** This leaves the mystery open and creates a potential hook for the next scene. Perhaps Hunter, intrigued by Selvi's unsettling account, will revisit her. Would you like me to expand on any specific part of this, or perhaps create a follow-up scene?