Run: 2026-05-01-01KQHRN4T268R6QDGNHHC6HMS9

**Scene:** The midday sun filtered through the windows of the small café in Alborn, MN, casting warm patterns across wooden tables. Isabella sat alone in the corner, her dark curls framing her face as she scrolled through the photos on her camera. The images from her morning walk around the orchard still lingered on the screen—golden leaves, red apples, and one unsettlingly empty path where she thought she'd seen someone. The bell above the door jingled. Hunter entered, his broad shoulders filling the frame. The former Marine turned detective scanned the room with sharp eyes before spotting the young woman with the camera. He approached her table with purposeful steps. **Voice Sheet:** Isabella: *scrolling through her camera, not looking up at first* "..." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Sheriff's Department. Mind if I ask you a few questions about what happened at the apple festival last night? A local went missing near the cider press around ten o'clock. You were taking pictures around that area, weren't you?" Isabella: *finally looks up, eyes wide with recognition and fear, voice trembling* "Mi dispiace... io... ho visto qualcosa di terribile ieri sera. C'era un'ombra vicino agli alberi... una persona che è stata portata via. Non so come dirlo in inglese... ho paura. Pensavo fosse solo una foto strana ma ora... ora due persone sono sparite!" Hunter: *brow furrows deeply, clearly not understanding a word, shifts his weight uncomfortably* "..." Isabella: *continues, growing more agitated, gesturing with her hands* "Era un uomo alto, con un cappotto scuro. Ha preso la donna vicino al torchio del sidro. Ho provato a seguire ma poi... è svanito! La mia macchina fotografica... forse ho catturato qualcosa. Guardi!" Hunter: *rubs the back of his neck, obviously frustrated by the language barrier* "Right. Okay. I don't speak... whatever that is. Italian? Look, I just need to know if you saw anything unusual. Anyone acting strange? Did you notice—" Isabella: *voice shaking, pointing at her camera screen* "Per favore, devi capire! C'è un mostro in questa città. O forse un uomo molto cattivo. Le foto... guarda le foto! *mostra lo schermo* Vedi l'ombra qui? Era reale!" Hunter: *leans in to look at the camera despite not understanding her, his expression turning more serious as he studies the image* "That shadow there... hmm. Interesting. Listen, I might need to take a look at—" Isabella: *voice softer now, almost pleading, though still in Italian* "Non so cosa fare. Sono solo una studentessa qui. Non volevo essere coinvolta in questo. Ma non posso dimenticare ciò che ho visto. Per favore... aiutami." Hunter: *sighs, pulling out a small notebook* "I'm going to need a translator for this. You seem pretty shaken up. Can you—" *Hunter's phone suddenly rings. He glances at the screen, his face hardening.* Hunter: "Damn it. I have to take this. Don't go anywhere, alright? I'll be right back... or I'll send someone who speaks Italian. Just... stay put." Isabella: *nods slowly, though it's clear she only partially understands his tone, whispering to herself* "...va bene. Starò qui." Hunter gave her one last confused but concerned look before stepping outside to take the call, leaving Isabella alone with her camera and her fears once again.