Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95DWHBW43P859AFANTY70X

**Voice Sheet** **Melanie:** (Sitting at a cozy cafe table, her camera resting beside a half-eaten pastry. She's scrolling through images on the screen, a slight frown of concentration on her face. Hunter approaches.) **Hunter:** "Excuse me, ma'am? Mind if I ask you a few questions?" **Melanie:** (Looks up, startled, her gaze wide and a little confused.) "Guten Tag?" **Hunter:** (Frowns slightly, registering her accent.) "I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. I'm investigating some... unusual incidents around town lately. Have you, by any chance, seen anything strange or out of place near the apple orchards a few nights ago?" **Melanie:** (Her brow furrows, a flicker of alarm in her eyes. She shakes her head slowly, clutching her camera tighter.) "Es tut mir leid, ich verstehe nicht." (I'm sorry, I don't understand.) **Hunter:** (His expression shifts to confusion.) "You don't understand? Do you speak English?" **Melanie:** (Her voice is soft, a little shaky, as she gestures helplessly.) "Ich spreche kein Englisch. Ich bin... ich bin Melanie." (I don't speak English. I am... I am Melanie.) **Hunter:** (Rubbing the back of his neck, clearly frustrated.) "Right. No English. Okay. Uh... *unusual*." (He tries to enunciate slowly, gesturing with his hands.) "Strange. Things happening. In the... woods? Forest?" **Melanie:** (Her eyes widen, reflecting a troubled memory. Her hand instinctively goes to the lens of her camera, as if reliving seeing something through it. Her voice is barely a whisper, filled with a deep unease.) "Die Lichter... im Wald. Ja. Es war... furchtbar. Sehr dunkel. Und dann... die Lichter. Ich war sehr... sehr verängstigt." (The lights... in the forest. Yes. It was... terrible. Very dark. And then... the lights. I was very... very scared.) **Hunter:** (His eyes narrow, picking out key words through her distress – 'Lichter,' 'Wald,' 'furchtbar,' 'verängstigt.' He leans in, urgent despite the language barrier.) "Lights? In the woods? You *saw* something then? What did you see, exactly?" **Melanie:** (She shakes her head, agitated now, her palms pressed to her temples. Her distress is palpable.) "Nein, nein! Ich verstehe nicht! Ich... ich kann nicht sprechen! Bitte, kein Englisch!" (No, no! I don't understand! I... I cannot speak! Please, no English!) **Hunter:** (Sighs, running a hand through his hair. He pulls out his phone, about to try a translator app, when it rings. He glances at the screen, then back at Melanie.) "Detective Hunter." (He listens for a moment, his jaw tightening. He looks at Melanie, regret etched on his face.) "Right. I'm on my way." **Hunter:** "Look, I... I gotta go. Emergency. But this isn't over. We need to talk. Can you... wait here? Or can you find someone who speaks German? Deutsch?" **Melanie:** (Watches him, her expression a mix of confusion, lingering fear, and a hint of desperation. She shakes her head, still troubled, not understanding his rapid English.) **Hunter:** (Gives her a stern, determined look.) "Seriously. Don't go anywhere. I'll... I'll be back." (He turns abruptly and hurries out of the cafe, leaving Melanie alone, visibly shaken, staring down at her camera.)