Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2F51Z0YEZXMWT8R3004MJV

**Voice Sheet – Scene: The Café in Alborn** **[SCENE: A small café on Main Street. MARIE sits alone at a corner table, her camera cradled in her hands. She scrolls through photos on the screen, her brow furrowed. HUNTER enters, spots her, and approaches.]** **Hunter:** "Excuse me. Sorry to bother you. I’m Detective Hunter. I’m looking into some strange events around town. You were at the apple festival last night, weren’t you? I saw you with that camera." **Marie:** *(looks up, startled; speaks rapid, distressed French)* "Oui, j’y étais. Mais… je ne comprends pas ce qui s’est passé. Les photos… elles ne montrent pas ce que mes yeux ont vu." *(She turns the camera toward him, her hands trembling.)* "Regardez. L’horloge de l’église indique minuit, mais sur l’image, il n’y a que du brouillard. Et les gens… ils ont disparu de mes clichés." **Hunter:** *(blinks, a mix of confusion and impatience)* "I’m sorry—I don’t… uh, I don’t speak French. English? Do you speak any English?" **Marie:** *(shakes her head, frustrated, tears welling)* "Non, je suis désolée. Je suis ici depuis une semaine à peine. Mon anglais… rien." *(She points at the camera screen, then at the church steeple visible through the café window.)* "L’horloge. Les gens. Partis." **Hunter:** *(sighs, rubs the back of his neck)* "Okay. Okay. The clock. People. Gone? You mean—" *(He gestures vaguely, trying to mime.)* "Disappeared?" **Marie:** *(nods vigorously, her voice cracking)* "Oui. Disparus. Comme dans un rêve. Mais je ne dormais pas." *(She wraps her arms around herself.)* "J’ai peur, monsieur." **Hunter:** *(softens slightly)* "I’m not following all of it, but I get the fear part." *(He pulls out his notepad, jots something down.)* "I’ll find someone who speaks French. But right now—" *(His phone buzzes. He glances at it, jaw tightening.)* "I have to take this." **Marie:** *(watches him, eyes wide)* "Vous reviendrez?" **Hunter:** *(pauses at the door, looks back)* "I’ll be back. Don’t leave town." *(He points at her, then at the camera.)* "And keep those photos safe." **[He steps outside, phone pressed to his ear. Marie stares at the camera screen, her reflection ghostly in the glass.]** **END SCENE**