Run: 2026-05-10-01KR93EFCE4B768NTBVJVJE3E2

**Scene Setting:** The scene takes place at "The Cider Press Cafe," a quaint spot in Alborn, MN, smelling of cinnamon and roasted coffee. Isabella is tucked into a corner booth, her vintage DSLR camera resting on the table. She is frantically scrolling through her photos, her face pale. Detective Hunter approaches, his heavy boots thumping on the hardwood floor, his expression stern and focused. **Voice Sheet:** Hunter: "Excuse me. You’re the student staying at the boarding house, right? I’m Detective Hunter. I need to ask you about what happened near the orchard last night." Isabella: "Oh, dio mio... non posso crederci. Era proprio lì, dietro gli alberi!" Hunter: "Look, I don't know what that was, but I need you to focus. Did you see anyone fleeing the scene? Did you see a vehicle?" Isabella: "Ho visto qualcosa... qualcosa di terribile! Ho scattato una foto, ma non capisco cosa sia quella figura nell'ombra!" Hunter: "Slow down. I don't speak whatever language that is. English? Do you speak English?" Isabella: "Non capisco! Per favore, mi aiuti! Guardi la macchina fotografica... guardi questa immagine!" Hunter: "I can't 'guardi' anything if you don't tell me what I'm looking at. Just point. Did you see a person? Yes or no?" Isabella: "Sì! Un uomo! Ma era... non sembrava umano. Aveva un modo di muoversi così strano... avevo così paura che mi vedesse!" Hunter: "Right. Great. We're getting nowhere here. Do you have a translator? A phone app? Anything?" Isabella: "Non lo so... non so cosa dire... sono solo una studentessa, non voglio essere in pericolo!" (Hunter’s phone buzzes loudly in his pocket. He sighs, pulling it out and glancing at the screen.) Hunter: "I've got to go. My chief is calling. Stay put, don't delete any photos, and for heaven's sake, try to find someone who speaks English." Isabella: "Aspetti! Non se ne vada! Non mi lasci sola qui!"