Run: 2026-04-25-01KQ2GE4H0NGS5HRG0VXV6Q4Z8

**VOICE SHEET – SCENE 4: THE CAFE** **[SCENE: A small, sunlit café in Alborn, MN. MARIA sits alone at a corner table, her camera cradled in her hands. She scrolls through photos on the screen, her brow furrowed and lips pressed tight. HUNTER enters, spots her, and approaches. He stands at the edge of her table.]** Hunter: "Excuse me. Miss? I'm Detective Hunter. Mind if I ask you a couple of questions about the festival last night?" **[Maria looks up, startled. She blinks, then shakes her head apologetically, gesturing to her ears and then her mouth.]** Maria: "Lo siento, no hablo inglés. ¿Puede ayudarme alguien que hable español?" Hunter: (frowning) "Uh... right. Okay. Let's try this slow. The—" (points out the window toward the town square) "—festival. The apple festival. A woman went missing. You were taking pictures there, weren't you?" **[Maria's face pales. She looks down at her camera, then back at Hunter, her voice trembling.]** Maria: "Sí… vi algo. No quise verlo, pero lo vi. Una sombra entre los árboles, y luego ella ya no estaba. Yo… tomé una foto sin pensar. Pero cuando miré la pantalla, no había nada. Como si la oscuridad se la hubiera tragado." Hunter: (squinting, frustrated) "I don't—I don't know what you're saying. Look, do you have anyone who can translate? A friend? Someone from your program?" Maria: (voice cracking) "No entiende. Nadie entiende. Esa mujer… no es la primera. He visto las mismas marcas en el barro, cerca del lago. Como si algo… o alguien… las arrastrara." **[Hunter sighs, running a hand through his hair. He pulls out his notepad, points to it, then to her camera.]** Hunter: "Can I see that? The photos? Maybe there's something I can—" **[His phone buzzes sharply. He glances at the screen, his jaw tightening.]** Hunter: (muttering) "Damn it. I gotta take this." **[He holds up a hand, signaling her to wait, then steps outside. Maria watches him go, then hugs her camera to her chest, a single tear rolling down her cheek.]** Maria: (whispering to herself) "No se vaya… todavía no. Usted es el único que podría creerme." **[Hunter returns thirty seconds later, already shrugging on his jacket.]** Hunter: "I have to go. New lead. But I'll find someone who speaks Spanish. We'll talk again. Stay in town." **[He leaves without waiting for an answer. Maria stares at the empty doorway, then slowly turns her camera over in her hands, as if it holds a secret she’s afraid to unlock.]** **END OF SCENE**