Run: 2026-02-26-01KJCRYSX06SHEAHHRCFWCN735

**Voice Sheet:** **[Scene: A cozy corner of a small café in Alborn, MN. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the crisp autumn air drifting through the open window. Soft folk music plays in the background. SELVI sits by the window, her fingers gently adjusting the lens of her camera. Her brow is furrowed, eyes scanning the street outside. The door jingles as HUNTER enters, his boots echoing against the wooden floor. He spots her and approaches, his expression serious.]** **Hunter:** (leaning against the counter, voice firm but polite) "Excuse me… are you Selvi? I’m Detective Hunter. I’ve been asking around about the recent… incidents." **Selvi:** (startled, her hand tightening around her camera strap; she turns slowly, her voice trembling but clear) "हाँ, मैं हूँ। आपको क्या पूछ रहे हैं?" *(Yes, I am. What are you asking?)* **Hunter:** (frowning, stepping closer) "Recent… what? The disappearances? The ones where folks just… vanished? You know about them?" **Selvi:** (her gaze dropping to her lap; she speaks faster now, words tumbling out in Hindi) "हाँ, मैं जानती हूँ। बच्चे, महिलाएँ… वे सभी गायब हो गए। कोई कुछ नहीं कर सकते।" *(Yes, I know. Children, women… all gone. No one can do anything.)* **Hunter:** (pausing, his jaw tightening; he pulls out his phone, thumb hovering over the screen) "Disappearances? But… how? No signs of struggle? No witnesses?" **Selvi:** (shaking her head, eyes wide with fear; she gestures vaguely toward the street, as if the answer is written there) "कुछ नहीं हुआ। बस… कुछ खो गया।" *(Nothing happened. Just… something was lost.)* **Hunter:** (glancing at his watch, then back at her; his tone softens slightly, but remains urgent) "I need to check something. I’ll be right back." (he nods to the barista, who slides a fresh cup of coffee toward Selvi without a word) **Selvi:** (watching him go, her voice quieter now; she traces a finger over her camera’s lens, as if grounding herself) "क्या होगा अगर वे वापस नहीं आते?" *(What if they don’t come back?)* **[Hunter pauses at the door, glancing back. His face is unreadable, but his eyes linger on her—on the camera, the fear, the quiet strength in her posture. He doesn’t understand the words, but he sees the worry. He raises a hand in a brief wave, then exits. The door swings shut. Silence falls again, broken only by the hum of the café. Selvi exhales, her shoulders slumping, before reaching for her camera once more.]** **Selvi:** (whispering, almost to herself) "...कुछ खो गया." *(Something was lost.)* **[Fade out.]**