Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFGKNNP6TJ1QHWKSSGSQ1YQ

### Voice Sheet Melanie: [muttering to herself while squinting at her camera’s display, only looking up when a chair scrapes across the cafe floor] "Was? Entschuldigung?" (What? Sorry?) Hunter: "Ma'am, sorry to startle you. I'm Detective Hunter with Alborn PD. I’m not here to cause trouble, just have a few questions. I heard a tourist with a professional camera was hiking the north orchard trails day before yesterday, around sunset. That was you, right? A young woman went missing from that exact area that night. I need to know if you saw anything out of the ordinary while you were there." Melanie: [hands shake, her camera slipping in her grip, voice cracking as she leans forward urgently] "Ich habe ihn gesehen. Ich habe alles gesehen. Er war groß, trug eine schwarze Jacke, er hat dieses Mädchen in seinen Pickup gezogen, sie hat geschrien. Er hat in meine Richtung geschaut, ich habe mich hinter einem Baum versteckt, ich dachte er würde mich finden. Ich habe Fotos. Ich habe das Nummernschild, sein Gesicht, alles, auf meiner Kamera. Ich wollte zur Polizeistation gehen, aber niemand versteht was ich sage, niemand spricht Deutsch, ich kann es niemandem erklären." (I saw him. I saw everything. He was tall, wore a black jacket, he dragged that girl into his pickup, she was screaming. He looked right at me, I hid behind a tree, I thought he’d find me. I have photos. I got the license plate, his face, everything on my camera. I wanted to go to the police station, but no one understands what I’m saying, no one speaks German, I can’t explain it to anyone.) Hunter: [blinks, leaning forward with a furrowed, confused brow, holding up his hands slow to signal he’s not a threat] "Whoa, slow down, I can’t understand a single word you’re saying. Are you German? Do you speak any English at all? I need to confirm if you saw that missing girl, if you have proof of who took her. Can you point to your camera if that’s where the evidence is?" Melanie: [shoves the camera across the table, scrolling to a blurry photo of a pickup, jabbing her finger at the half-clear license plate, voice rising with panic] "Da! Schauen Sie! Da ist das Nummernschild! Ich habe es genau festgehalten. Er ist mir durch die Stadt gefolgt, ich habe ihn gestern am Apfelfestival gesehen, er hat mich angeguckt. Ich bin in meiner Gastfamilie’s Wohnung eingeschlossen seitdem, ich habe Angst, dass er mich als Nächstes nimmt." (There! Look! That’s the license plate! I captured it clearly. He followed me through town, I saw him at the apple festival yesterday, he stared right at me. I’ve been locked in my host family’s apartment since then, I’m scared he’s going to take me next.) Hunter: [still completely unable to parse her words, shaking his head as he reaches for the camera to try to parse what she’s pointing at, his work phone buzzing loudly in his pocket before he can touch it] "I’m sorry, I wish I could follow what you’re saying. Hold on, let me just—" [answers the phone sharply, all business] "Detective Hunter. What? Another hiker reported missing from the north trail? 20 minutes ago? Copy, I’m enroute right now." [shoves the phone back in his pocket, scribbles his cell and badge number on a napkin, shoves it across the table to Melanie, voice urgent and frustrated by the language barrier] "I have to leave right now, there’s another emergency. Find someone who can translate this number for you, call me as soon as you can. I’ll come back to find you in a couple hours if I don’t hear from you, okay? Whatever you’re trying to tell me, it’s the biggest lead I’ve had in this whole case." [grabs his jacket and hurries out of the cafe]