Run: 2026-05-29-01KSSJKG4M5XNR8HK2EDCQMSNC

Selvi: *(staring down at the photos on her camera screen, not looking up)* "...ये सब क्या हो रहा है इस शहर में?" Hunter: "Ma'am? Hi. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I ask you a few questions about last night?" Selvi: *(startled, clutching the camera to her chest)* "मैंने कुछ नहीं किया! मैं बस तस्वीरें खींच रही थी, बस यही!" Hunter: "Whoa, easy. I'm not accusing you of anything. I just want to know if you saw something near the old mill. People are saying you were out there with your camera." Selvi: *(voice trembling)* "मिल... हाँ, मैं वहाँ गई थी। मैंने कुछ देखा... कोई था वहाँ, अंधेरे में। मुझे बहुत डर लग रहा है।" Hunter: *(rubbing his temple)* "Okay. I'm not following any of that. Do you—do you speak any English? Even a little?" Selvi: *(shaking her head, eyes welling up)* "नहीं... मैं अंग्रेज़ी नहीं जानती। प्लीज़, कोई मेरी बात समझो।" Hunter: "No English. Great. Of course." *(softening, crouching to her level)* "Look... it's alright. You're safe, okay? Safe." *(points at her camera, then at his own eyes)* "Photos? Can I see your photos?" Selvi: *(hesitating, then slowly turning the camera toward him)* "ये... ये देखो। मैंने इसे रात को खींचा था। ये आदमी... ये कौन है?" Hunter: *(leaning in, his expression hardening as he studies the screen)* "...Where was this? When did you take this?" *(catches himself)* "Right. You can't tell me." *(quietly, to himself)* "But that's him. That's our guy." Selvi: *(searching his face desperately)* "आप जानते हैं वो कौन है, है ना? मैं आपकी आँखों में देख सकती हूँ। प्लीज़, मुझे बताइए।" Hunter: "I need this photo. This is important. Very important." *(mimes taking the camera, then a downloading gesture)* "Can you—" *(His phone buzzes loudly. He glances at it, jaw tightening.)* Hunter: "Hunter." *(pause)* "Where? ...When? Alright, I'm two minutes out. Don't touch anything." *(stands, pockets the phone)* Selvi: *(rising halfway from her seat)* "आप जा रहे हैं? रुकिए—मुझे अकेला मत छोड़िए!" Hunter: *(holding up a hand, apologetic)* "I have to go. I'm sorry." *(pulls a card from his jacket, sets it on the table, taps it twice)* "My number. Card. You find someone who speaks English—anyone—you call me. Okay? *Call*." *(mimes a phone to his ear)* Selvi: *(picking up the card slowly, voice small)* "...ठीक है।" Hunter: "Stay where there's people. Don't go back to that mill." *(points firmly at her, then away toward the edge of town)* "No mill. Understand?" Selvi: *(nodding faintly, though her eyes say she didn't understand a word)* "हाँ... हाँ।" Hunter: *(already backing toward the door)* "Good. I'll find someone to translate. Just—stay put." *(and he's gone, the bell over the café door jangling behind him)* Selvi: *(alone, looking down at the card, then back at the photo on her camera, whispering)* "...तुम कौन हो?"