Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95WHYPS8R8KW4REDRMF1C1

Here is the scene dialogue for a voice sheet: **Maria:** (Gazing intently at the display of her camera, a soft smile on her face as she scrolls through picturesque landscape photos. She’s admiring a golden-hour shot of a distant, old-fashioned mill when she hears a voice.) **Hunter:** "Excuse me, ma'am? Do you have a moment?" **Maria:** (Looks up, startled by the sudden voice. Her brow furrows slightly in confusion.) "¿Perdón?" **Hunter:** "I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. We're investigating some... unusual activity in town. I noticed you with your camera. Have you, by any chance, been photographing around the old mill recently? Or seen anything out of the ordinary?" **Maria:** (Gasps softly, her hand flying to her chest. Her eyes widen as she nods rapidly, her face instantly troubled.) "¡Oh, Dios mío, sí! La niebla… fue muy densa cerca del molino viejo. Estaba tomando fotos del paisaje. Y luego… ¡algo! Un sonido extraño, y el silencio después. ¡Fue horrible! ¡Qué miedo tuve!" (Oh, my God, yes! The fog… it was very dense near the old mill. I was taking photos of the landscape. And then… something! A strange sound, and the silence afterwards. It was horrible! I was so scared!) **Hunter:** (His brows furrow in utter confusion as Maria's rapid Spanish tumbles out. He holds up a hand, looking flustered.) "Whoa, whoa, slow down there. I'm sorry, I don't… I don't understand that. You speak Spanish, right? My apologies, I don't speak a word of it. Do you… speak any English?" **Maria:** (Her face falls further, clearly frustrated and still very shaken. She gestures helplessly with her hands.) "No… no English. ¡Lo siento! ¡Sólo español! Pero es importante. Yo… yo vi. ¡Mi cámara! Tengo fotos… pero no entiendes." (No… no English. I'm sorry! Only Spanish! But it's important. I… I saw. My camera! I have photos… but you don't understand.) **Hunter:** (He leans forward slightly, trying to interpret her gestures and the single English word he caught.) "Okay, you… you saw something important. And you have photos? Can you… point out what you saw, on the photo? Or describe the 'something'?" **Maria:** (Frantically scrolls through her camera, her hand trembling slightly as she finds a specific, slightly blurry landscape photo from the mill area. She points to a distant, obscured area in the image.) "Aquí. La luz… o la ausencia de luz. Y el silencio. Después de todo el sonido. Fue como… como si algo se desvaneciera." (Here. The light… or the absence of light. And the silence. After all the sound. It was like… like something vanished.) **Hunter:** (He sighs heavily, rubbing the back of his neck, clearly frustrated by the language barrier but recognizing the urgency in her voice.) "This is… this is tough. You're clearly upset, and I think you've got something crucial here. We need a translator. Do you have a friend, someone from your program who can help? Someone I can call?" **Maria:** (She shakes her head sadly, her distress deepening.) "No… Mis compañeros están en un viaje de estudio a St. Paul. Solo yo aquí por ahora. Yo… estoy sola." (No… My classmates are on a study trip to St. Paul. Only me here for now. I… I'm alone.) **Hunter:** (His phone buzzes sharply, insistently, pulling his attention away. He glances at the caller ID, his expression instantly turning grim and focused.) "Hold on." (He answers, speaking quickly into the phone.) "Hunter. Yeah. Got it. I'm on my way." **Hunter:** (He snaps the phone shut, his eyes returning to Maria, a flash of genuine regret in them, but his mind is clearly already on the next, pressing task.) "Look, I have to go immediately. Urgent case. But this isn't over. You have vital information. Maria, right? Where can I reach you? Or where are you staying today?" **Maria:** (Still visibly shaken, she struggles to recall some English words, pointing vaguely in a direction.) "Sí, Maria Castillo. Uh… vivo en Alborn. En… calle principal… arriba del café de la panadería." (Yes, Maria Castillo. Uh… I live in Alborn. On… main street… above the bakery cafe.) **Hunter:** "Main Street, above the bakery. Got it. Maria Castillo. I'll find a translator and get back to you. Don't go anywhere, don't delete those photos. Stay safe." **Maria:** (Her eyes follow him as he turns sharply and hurries out of the cafe, leaving her even more rattled than before.)