Run: 2026-02-26-01KJCRYNJZ47AHKDQK8HQT6QND

**Voice Sheet:** **Isabella:** *(softly, eyes still on her camera)* "Non capisco... non ho visto niente di strano. Tutto sembra tranquillo." *(Translation: "I don’t understand… I didn’t see anything strange. Everything seems calm.")* **Hunter:** *(frowning slightly, adjusting his jacket)* "What’s going on? You’ve been staring at that thing for hours. What’s wrong?" **Isabella:** *(shifts uncomfortably, clutching her camera strap)* "Qualcosa non va… c’è qualcosa che non va davvero. Non è come Alborn dovrebbe essere." *(Translation: "Something’s wrong… there’s something that isn’t right. This isn’t how Alborn should be.")* **Hunter:** *(crossing his arms, voice gruff but curious)* "You’re talking in Italian again. What’s really going on here?" **Isabella:** *(voice trembling, glancing toward the street)* "Le persone scompaiono. Scompaiono senza dire niente. Eppure… eppure tutti dicono che è normale." *(Translation: "People are disappearing. They vanish without a word. But everyone says it’s normal.")* **Hunter:** *(pauses, then checks his watch, tone softening slightly)* "I’ll check it out. But you need to tell me what you saw—*anything*. Even if it doesn’t make sense." **Isabella:** *(nods, lips pressed thin; a faint smile flickers)* "Ho scattato foto di un uomo vicino al fiume ieri sera. Non sembrava spaventato. Solo… perso." *(Translation: "I took photos of a man near the river yesterday evening. He didn’t look scared. Just… lost.")* **Hunter:** *(already turning toward the door, phone pressed to his ear)* "I’ll be back soon. Don’t touch anything else." **Isabella:** *(calling after him, quieter now)* "Grazie… ma non fidarti troppo degli abitanti. Hanno paura." *(Translation: "Thank you… but don’t trust the townsfolk too much. They’re afraid.")* **[Call ends. Footsteps echo as Hunter exits. Isabella remains, fingers brushing her camera lens, as the café’s radio plays a faint, off-key tune about apples.]**