Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95XRJMDZXSY11WW9CRJR3T

## Voice Sheet **Setting:** The Apple Blossom Cafe in Alborn, MN. Maria sits at a small table, hunched over her digital camera, reviewing landscape photos. Hunter approaches her table. **Characters:** * **Maria:** 30 years old, Spanish, college student, photographer, speaks no English. * **Hunter:** 35 years old, detective, former marine, speaks no Spanish, direct. --- **Hunter:** "Excuse me, ma'am. Do you have a moment?" **Maria:** (Looks up, startled a little, her hand still resting on her camera. Frowns slightly, not understanding.) "¿Disculpe? Ah..." **Hunter:** (Sensing her confusion, he takes out his badge, motions to it briefly.) "Detective Hunter. Alborn P.D. I'm investigating some... unusual occurrences in town. Have you seen anything out of the ordinary lately? Anything at all that seemed strange?" **Maria:** (Her brow furrows, shaking her head. Her expression shifts, becoming troubled as she picks up on "strange" or "unusual," but the rest is lost.) "No... no comprendo lo que dice, señor. Lo siento." **Hunter:** (Sighs, runs a hand over his short hair.) "You don't understand? Uh... English? Do you speak any English?" **Maria:** "No, no inglés. Solo español. Lo siento mucho." (She gestures apologetically.) **Hunter:** (Frustration flickers across his face, but he tries again, speaking slowly and gesturing broadly to the town outside the window.) "Disappearances. People. Gone. Have you... seen anything? Bad things happening." **Maria:** (Her eyes widen slightly, understanding the gravity through his tone and gestures. Her gaze drops to her camera, then back to him, her face growing visibly shaken.) "Oh... sí. Es terrible. La gente... desaparece. Es un miedo constante. Yo... yo vi algo. Una sombra. Cerca del bosque, por el sendero del río. No sé si es importante, pero..." (Her voice trails off, filled with distress.) **Hunter:** (Leaning forward, his expression intent but confused.) "Shadow? Woods? What are you saying? You saw something? Can you... can you point? Or... write it down?" (He pushes a small notepad and pen across the table towards her.) **Maria:** (Shakes her head, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and the struggle to communicate. She gestures vaguely towards the edge of town, the direction of the woods.) "El miedo. Siento... siento que algo no está bien aquí. Vi algo, ¡lo juro! Oscuro. Desapareció rápidamente." (She emphasizes "oscuro" – dark – and tries to convey the swiftness.) **Hunter:** (His jaw tightens, picking up on her profound distress, but not the specifics.) "Look, I need to know what you saw. This is important. Do you have a picture? On your camera?" (He points to her camera.) **Maria:** (Hesitates, then seems to consider. She scrolls through her camera, finds a recent landscape shot of a path leading into the forest, and turns the screen towards him, pointing to a specific spot in the trees.) "Aquí. Cerca de aquí." **Hunter:** (Squints at the photo, then back at Maria, utterly bewildered.) "Near here? What was near here? A shadow, you said?" **Maria:** (Nods vigorously, her hands clasped tightly.) "Sí, sí. Oscura. Muy rápido. Me asustó." (It scared me.) **Hunter:** (Just as he's about to try another tactic of questioning, his phone buzzes loudly in his pocket. He glances at the screen, then back at Maria, a look of urgency replacing his confusion.) "Hold on. I... I'll be right back." **Hunter:** (He stands quickly, moving a few steps away to answer the call, his voice low and intense into the phone.) "Hunter. Okay, I'm on my way. Right now." **Hunter:** (He turns back to Maria, his confusion still layered under the new urgency. He reaches the table again.) "I've gotta go. Don't... don't go anywhere. I'll find someone who can translate. Stay here." (He turns abruptly and quickly exits the cafe.) **Maria:** (Watches him leave, her expression a mix of bewilderment, lingering fear, and a deep sense of unexpressed information. She gently rests her hand on her camera.)