Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTYFD65XZ0MQFF09557NTA2

# VOICE SHEET: SUNCREST CAFE, ALBORN, MINNESOTA [SETTING: Quiet late-afternoon cafe, soft clatter of espresso machines in the background. Maria, 30, hunches in a corner booth, her DSLR camera balanced on the table. She stares at a blurry orchard photo on its rear screen, fingers picking at her camera strap. Detective Hunter, 35, in a scuffed police windbreaker, approaches her table.] Hunter: (leaning forward, badge clipped to his belt, tone firm but neutral) Excuse me, miss. I’m Detective Hunter with the Alborn PD. I’m investigating the recent series of mysterious disappearances near the town’s apple orchards. Were you in that area anytime in the last 72 hours? Maria: (voice cracking, shoulders hunched with quiet panic, speaking rapid, tearful Spanish) ¡Por favor, tienes que hacer algo! Estuve en el huerto de manzanas ayer por la tarde para tomar fotos, y vi a una figura con capucha arrastrando a otra persona por el sendero hacia el bosque. Nadie me creyó cuando lo dije, pensaron que era por el estrés del programa de estudio en el extranjero, pero es verdad. Hunter: (blinking hard, head tilting, forehead furrowed with total confusion, gesturing for her to slow down) Whoa—slow down, I don’t—wait, I don’t speak Spanish. Can you show me what you saw instead? [The pair spends the next 10 minutes exchanging wordless, frantic back-and-forth: Maria scrolls to a blurry shot of the hooded silhouette, gestures wildly toward the orchard, and mimics dragging a body into the trees. Hunter scribbles messy notes and draws stick-figure scenes to ask clarifying questions, while Maria responds in frustrated, shaky Spanish whenever he misreads her gestures.] Hunter: (tugging his cell phone out of his pocket, face shifting to an urgent, sharp frown, already standing up) Shit, dispatch. (Presses the phone to his ear, voice tight and professional) Hunter here… yes, we got a call about a discarded camping pack at the north orchard trail? Got it, en ruta. (Hangs up, shoving the phone back into his jacket) Listen, I’ve got to head out immediately. My team just found a critical lead. Can you stay here for the next hour? The town’s Spanish-speaking volunteer librarian will be by to translate your full statement. Just wait for her, alright? Maria: (eyes widening, lips trembling, speaking softly in Spanish) ¿Qué pasará con la persona que vi? Hunter: (pausing at the cafe door, bell jangling behind him) We’ll do everything we can. Thanks for your help. [Hunter strides out of the cafe. Maria stares at her camera for a long moment, then hugs it to her chest.]