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Isabella: *looks up from her camera, startled* "Oh! Mi scusi, non volevo... Buongiorno." Hunter: "Sorry to bother you, ma'am. My name is Detective Hunter. I was hoping to ask you a few questions about what happened out at Miller's Farm last night." Isabella: "Non capisco... parla italiano? Francese, forse?" Hunter: "I... do you speak English?" Isabella: "Inglese? No, no. Mi dispiace tanto." *shakes head apologetically* Hunter: *sighing* "Okay. Okay, that's alright." *points to himself* "Hunter." *points to her* Isabella: "Isabella." *manages a small, nervous smile, then it fades* "Hunter... ieri sera, alla fattoria... ho visto qualcosa. Qualcosa di terribile." *her voice drops, hands trembling slightly on the camera* Hunter: "You're shaken up about something. Did you see what happened?" Isabella: *clutching the camera to her chest* "C'era un uomo. Correva nel buio, come se scappasse da qualcuno. E poi... è sparito. Semplicemente sparito nel niente." *snaps her fingers* "Così." Hunter: *leaning forward, eyes narrowing* "Your camera — were you out there taking pictures?" Isabella: *looking down at the camera, nodding slowly* "Sì... ho scattato delle foto. Ma era troppo buio. Non si vede quasi niente." *turns the screen toward him, scrolling through blurry dark images* Hunter: *studying the screen, pointing* "Can I — may I?" Isabella: *hesitates, then hands it over carefully* "Stia attento, per favore. È molto preziosa." Hunter: *squinting at the blurry images* "There's definitely a shape there. Could be a person." *taps the camera gently and hands it back* "I need these. I need to get these photos." Isabella: *pulling the camera back protectively* "No, no, no. È mia. Non può semplicemente—" *pauses, then studies his face. His urgency seems genuine. She softens slightly.* "...Perché dovrei fidarmi di lei?" Hunter: *holding up his badge* "Detective. Police. I want to help." Isabella: *staring at the badge for a long moment* "Polizia..." *exhales slowly* "Va bene. Ma voglio una copia. Capisce? Una copia." Hunter: "I understand. Thank you." *his phone buzzes loudly. He glances at it and stands abruptly.* "Hunter. — How long ago? — Don't touch anything, I'm on my way." Isabella: *standing as well, alarmed* "Cosa è successo? Aspetti—" Hunter: "I have to go. Don't leave town." *pauses, realizing she doesn't understand, points firmly at the ground* "Stay. Here. I'll find a translator, alright? I'll come back." Isabella: *watching him pull on his coat* "Non capisce una parola di quello che dico... e io non capisco niente di lui." *quietly* "Stia attento, Detective." Hunter: *already heading for the door, glancing back once* "I'll be back, Isabella." Isabella: *sitting back down slowly, wrapping both hands around her coffee cup, staring at her camera* "Spero che sia davvero dalla parte giusta..."