Run: 2026-03-12-01KKHZAW08WRZ6W4HJXDJPC83Z

**Scene** In the warm, sunlit corner of the Alborn café, apple cider simmered on the counter and the faint scent of cinnamon hung in the air. Maria sat alone at a small wooden table, her camera resting in her lap as she slowly clicked through the previous weekend’s photographs from the apple festival. Her usual peaceful expression had been replaced by one of deep unease. Hunter spotted her from the doorway and crossed the room with his usual direct stride. He pulled out the chair opposite her. **Voice Sheet** Hunter: "Pardon me, ma’am. I’m Detective Hunter. I understand you were at the apple festival last weekend. We’re looking into a few strange disappearances. Did you notice anything unusual while you were there?" Maria: "¡Ay Dios mío! Sí, vi algo horrible… una figura oscura que se llevó a un hombre entre los árboles como si no pesara nada. ¡Todavía tiemblo cuando lo recuerdo!" Hunter: "…I’m sorry, I didn’t catch a word of that. English? Do you speak English? We’ve had people vanishing. Vanishing. Did you see anything?" Maria: "¡No entiendo nada de lo que dice! Mi cámara… tal vez capturó la sombra. ¡Mire, mire estas fotos, por favor! ¡Estoy muy asustada!" Hunter: "Camera? Photos? You keep pointing at the camera. Are you saying you have pictures of something? I wish I knew what you were telling me. You look genuinely shaken." Maria: "¡El pueblo está embrujado! Primero el hombre del puesto de sidra, después la chica de la carpa de juegos… ¡y la sombra se los tragó! ¡Tengo miedo de seguir aquí!" Hunter: "Slower… slower. I can see you’re upset, but I don’t understand Spanish. Not a single word. Did you witness one of the disappearances? Can you show me on the camera?" Maria: "¡Sí, sí! Aquí está la foto… ¿ve la silueta negra? ¡Tenga mucho cuidado, señor detective! ¡Esa cosa aún está cerca!" Hunter: "I’m guessing that means yes. You’re clearly frightened. I just wish we could actually communicate. This is frustrating as hell." Maria: "Por favor… quédese un momento más. No quiero estar sola con lo que vi." Hunter: "Look, I’d stay and keep trying, but—" ***(Hunter’s phone rings. He glances at the screen and his expression tightens.)*** Hunter: "Hunter here… Yeah. I’m on my way." He gives Maria an apologetic nod, clearly wishing he could bridge the gap between them, and strides quickly out of the café, leaving her staring after him with her camera still clutched tightly in her hands.