Run: 2026-04-24-01KPZV9A5T446ZYYK63X99RZZW

**Voice Sheet — Scene: Café Encounter** --- Isabella: *(murmuring to herself, scrolling through camera)* "Non può essere… non può essere vero…" Hunter: "Excuse me, ma'am. Mind if I have a word?" Isabella: *(startled, looks up)* "Oh! Mi scusi, mi ha fatto prendere un colpo." Hunter: "...Right. I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police. You were in Miller's Orchard yesterday afternoon, is that correct?" Isabella: "Ieri? Sì, sì, ero là. Stavo facendo delle fotografie… il paesaggio, le mele, la luce era perfetta—" Hunter: "Ma'am, I'm gonna need you to slow down. Do you speak English?" Isabella: "Inglese? No, no, non parlo inglese. Sto studiando, ma… ho appena cominciato. Sono qui da due settimane." Hunter: *(sighs, rubs the back of his neck)* "Alright. Okay. Let's try this another way." *(points at her camera, then makes a walking gesture with two fingers)* "Orchard. You. Pictures. Yesterday?" Isabella: "Ah! Sì, sì, il frutteto!" *(nods eagerly, then her face falls)* "Ma detective… ho visto qualcosa. Qualcosa che non riesco a spiegare. Guardi—guardi questa foto." Hunter: "You want me to look at—" *(leans in)* "Okay. Show me." Isabella: *(turns the camera screen toward him, hand trembling)* "Là. Vede? Tra gli alberi. C'era un uomo… e poi, nella foto dopo… non c'è più. Sparito. Sparito nel nulla." Hunter: *(squinting at the screen)* "Is that—hold on. Is that a figure? Between the trees?" *(looks at her)* "And the next one?" Isabella: "Sparito! Gone! Questa parola la so. Gone." *(her voice cracks)* "Detective, io ho paura. Ho molta paura. Non dormo da ieri notte." Hunter: "Hey. Hey, easy. I need you to breathe for me, alright?" *(softer)* "I don't understand most of what you're saying, but I can see you're scared. That's enough to go on." Isabella: "Ho provato a dirlo a qualcuno. Alla signora della locanda. Ma lei ha riso. Ha detto che sono le ombre. Ma io conosco le ombre, detective. Faccio la fotografa. Quello non era un'ombra." Hunter: "Ombre… shadows? You're saying it wasn't a shadow?" Isabella: *(nods vigorously)* "Sì! Sì, esatto! Non era un'ombra. Era una persona. Una persona vera." Hunter: "Okay. Okay, that's—that's actually really helpful. I'm gonna need that memory card. Or a copy. Can we—" *(Hunter's phone rings. He glances at it, jaw tightening.)* Hunter: "Hold that thought. Hunter speaking. …What? When? …No, don't move anything. I'm ten minutes out." *(hangs up, exhales)* Isabella: "Qualcosa è successo? Detective?" Hunter: "I have to go. There's been another one." *(stands, pulls out a card, sets it on the table)* "This is my number. You find someone who speaks Italian—or English, whatever you can manage—and you call me. Tonight. Capisce?" Isabella: *(picks up the card with both hands)* "Capisco. Sì, capisco. Detective… stia attento. Per favore." Hunter: "Lock your door tonight, Miss. And keep that camera close." Isabella: *(quietly, as he walks away)* "Che Dio ci aiuti…" --- **[END SCENE]**