Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2FVZXMWNCWZKXY99635Z99

**Voice Sheet – Scene: Café in Alborn, MN** --- **Hunter:** *(approaching, holding a notepad)* Excuse me, miss? Sorry to bother you. I’m Detective Hunter. I’m looking into the disappearance that happened near the apple festival grounds yesterday. I saw you taking pictures around that time. Did you notice anything unusual? **Maria:** *(looks up, startled; speaks rapidly, voice trembling)* ¿Desaparición? Sí… yo estaba fotografiando el viejo granero cuando oí un grito. Luego vi a una mujer correr hacia el bosque. No sé si era real o no, pero… *(she shakes her head, gripping her camera)* no puedo dejar de pensar en eso. **Hunter:** *(frowns, tilts head)* Uh… I’m sorry, I don’t… speak Spanish. Do you understand any English? *(slowly, with gestures)* English? Yes? No? **Maria:** *(shakes her head, eyes wide)* No. Lo siento. No hablo inglés. *(she points at her camera, then at the direction of the granary, making a running motion with her fingers)* Mujer… corriendo. Bosque. **Hunter:** *(sighs, rubs his chin)* Woman… running? Into the woods? *(he nods, pulls out his phone, taps on a translation app)* Hang on. Let me— *(he fumbles with the app, then speaks into it)* “What did you see?” **Maria:** *(listens to the phone’s translated Spanish, nods, then speaks slowly into the phone)* Vi a una mujer de cabello rojo. Corría desde el granero hacia el bosque. Parecía asustada. No vi su cara. **Hunter:** *(listens to the translation, scribbles in his notepad)* Red hair… scared… granary. *(he looks up, points at the granary direction)* That way? The old Miller barn? **Maria:** *(nods vigorously)* Sí. Sí. El granero viejo. **Hunter:** *(makes a note, then looks at her with a serious expression)* Did you see anyone else? A man? A car? **Maria:** *(frowns, tries to recall, then shakes her head)* No. Solo ella. Y luego… silencio. **Hunter:** *(listens to the translation, nods slowly)* Okay. That’s helpful. *(he pockets the phone, gives a small, tired smile)* Thank you. Even if I understood about half of that. I’ll have someone come by who speaks Spanish. For now… *(his phone buzzes)* **Hunter’s Phone:** *(ringtone)* **Hunter:** *(glances at screen, frowns)* I have to take this. *(to Maria, holding up a hand)* One moment. *(steps aside, answers)* Hunter. What’ve you got? … Yeah, I’m at the café. … No, I’ll meet you at the station in ten. … Got it. **Maria:** *(watches him, worried)* ¿Se va? **Hunter:** *(turns back, pockets phone, speaks gently)* I have to go. But I’ll find you later, okay? Someone will come talk to you. *(he points to himself, then to the town hall direction)* Police. Later. **Maria:** *(nods, tries a weak smile)* Está bien. Gracias, detective. **Hunter:** *(tips his hat)* Stay safe, miss. *(he turns and walks briskly away, pulling out his phone again)* **Maria:** *(looks down at her camera, whispers to herself)* Espero que esté bien… esa mujer. --- End of Scene ---