Run: 2026-03-18-01KM07XHXN419MKA9SC6PBZBD7

**Isabella:** “Signore… posso…” *(She swallows, clutching her camera like it might steady her.)* “È successo di nuovo? Qui ad Alborn… le persone spariscono, vero?” **Hunter:** “I’m Detective Hunter. And you’re…?” **Isabella:** “Isabella. Studio all’estero… in Italia.” *(Her fingers tighten around the camera strap.)* “Scatto paesaggi. Non so bene l’inglese… ma ho capito il nome di un evento, e poi—” **Hunter:** “An event. What event?” **Isabella:** *(Troubled, voice low as if afraid someone is listening.)* “Quella festa… quella dell’anno scorso—Apple Fest.” **Hunter:** “The Apple Fest is a month away.” **Isabella:** “Sì… ma qualcuno ha detto che ieri, vicino al fiume, una persona—” *(She shakes her head, eyes glossy.)* “Non è tornata. E prima… c’erano altre storie.” **Hunter:** “I’m investigating a series of disappearances.” *(He studies her face.)* “You’ve been asking around?” **Isabella:** “No! Io—” *(She bites her lip, then forces herself to speak.)* “Io ho solo fotografato. Un tramonto, le case, la strada—e poi ho visto… una cosa strana.” **Hunter:** “What did you see?” **Isabella:** “Non posso spiegare bene… ma—” *(She leans forward, intent.)* “C’era una macchina, come se fosse stata lasciata di fretta. E un odore… dolce, come mele marce.” **Hunter:** “That doesn’t narrow it down much.” **Isabella:** “Forse no. Ma… la gente qui non dice tutto. Io ho parlato con una donna al negozio—lei mi ha detto di non andare vicino a—” *(Her voice catches.)* “a quel capanno dietro il campo.” **Hunter:** “You went near the shed?” **Isabella:** “Solo un po’. Per le foto.” *(She looks down at her camera settings, as if reviewing proof.)* “E quando sono tornata… non c’era più la persona che avevo visto poco prima.” **Hunter:** *(His jaw tightens.)* “A person you saw.” **Isabella:** “Sì.” *(She nods quickly.)* “Io l’ho vista, poi lei non c’era più. Come se… si fosse dissolta.” **Hunter:** “Okay.” *(He holds up a hand.)* “Slow down. Who was it?” **Isabella:** *(Trying, shaken.)* “Non so il nome. Parlava… poco.” **Hunter:** “What did they look like?” **Isabella:** *(Eyes flick to the window, remembering.)* “Capelli scuri. Una giacca… verde. E… era con una… borsa.” **Hunter:** “Color of the bag?” **Isabella:** “Marrone.” *(Then she abruptly adds, as if the truth is too heavy to hold alone.)* “Detective… io sono spaventata. Non voglio finire nelle vostre storie.” **Hunter:** “Your—” *(He frowns.)* “Your English is rough, but I’m getting the gist.” **Isabella:** *(Waves a hand, frustrated at the language gap.)* “Sono… turbata. Non capisco perché a volte la gente sparisce e gli altri fanno finta.” **Hunter:** “People don’t ‘make-believe’ disappearances.” *(No-nonsense, blunt reassurance—though he still seems thrown by her Italian.)* “But I need facts. You said you took photos. Show me.” **Isabella:** *(Relieved to have something concrete.)* “Sì.” *(She pulls the camera closer.)* “Ho solo—” *(She stops, the buttons and menus confusing to him.)* “Aspetta… non parli italiano.” **Hunter:** “No.” *(He looks at the camera, then back at her.)* “Tell me what’s on the screen.” **Isabella:** “È la riva del fiume. C’è una luce… e lì—” *(She points, speaking rapidly.)* “la figura. Non è chiarissima, ma… io posso darti la data.” **Hunter:** “Date and time.” **Isabella:** “Sì.” *(She nods, breathing faster.)* “E posso anche mostrarti dove ho lasciato la strada—” **Hunter:** “That’ll help.” *(He takes out his notepad, writing as she speaks.)* “Alright. Stay here. Don’t wander off to any sheds, okay?” **Isabella:** *(Soft, urgent.)* “Non voglio. Ma adesso… ho paura che sia tardi.” **Hunter:** “It’s not too late. Not while I’m working it.” **Isabella:** “Grazie.” *(A small, grateful smile—then it fades.)* “Ma lei capisce… che io sono sola qui.” **Hunter:** “You’re not the only one who’s alone.” *(He says it like a hard truth.)* “Now—where exactly did you see the green jacket?” **Isabella:** “Vicino al… cartello per—” *(She pauses, searching for the word.)* “per ‘Oak Ridge’.” **Hunter:** “Oak Ridge.” *(He repeats it, committing it.)* “Okay. I’ll check that.” **Isabella:** *(A rush of words, desperate to be understood.)* “E per favore… non la dica a tutti. La gente guarda e giudica.” **Hunter:** “I don’t do gossip.” **Isabella:** “Bene.” *(She looks at her camera again, troubled eyes returning to the lens.)* “Allora… può essere che trovi qualcuno. Qualcuno che… non è sparito, solo—” **Hunter:** “Only what?” **Isabella:** *(Her voice drops to a whisper.)* “Solo nascosto.” **Hunter:** *(A beat.)* “We’ll find out.” **Isabella:** “Mi aiuti.” **Hunter:** “I’ll do my job.” *(He stands a little straighter, phone already coming to his hand.)* “But right now I have to—” **Isabella:** “Cosa succede?” **Hunter:** *(Answering the call; his tone shifts into command mode.)* “Yeah. Say it again.” **Isabella:** “Hunter…” *(She doesn’t know English well, but she hears the seriousness.)* “È—è per quel caso?” **Hunter:** *(Into the phone, curt.)* “Understood. I’m coming.” *(He hangs up and turns back to her, apology in his eyes.)* “I gotta go. Call it in—stay put, okay?” **Isabella:** *(Nervous nod.)* “Sì… certo.” **Hunter:** “Keep your camera with you. And—if anyone approaches you, you don’t walk off with them.” **Isabella:** “Non cammino con nessuno.” *(She tries to smile, but it trembles.)* “Capisce? Io… non voglio essere vittima.” **Hunter:** “You won’t be.” *(He starts to leave, then looks back, making sure she understands the essentials as best he can.)* “Oak Ridge. That’s where you saw it. Remember.” **Isabella:** *(Standing, clutching the camera.)* “Oak Ridge… sì.” **Hunter:** *(One more look, then he’s gone.)* “Alright.”