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Isabella: *scrolling through her camera's photo gallery, murmuring to herself* "Non riesco a crederci... era proprio qui. L'ho visto con i miei occhi." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I sit for a second? I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. I wanted to ask you a few questions about last night." Isabella: *looking up, startled* "Oh—mi scusi. Lei è... un poliziotto? Sì, sì, ero qui. Ho visto qualcosa, qualcosa di terribile!" Hunter: "...Right. So you were here. Good. Can you tell me what you saw exactly? Anything unusual near the old mill?" Isabella: *gesturing frantically, voice trembling* "C'era un uomo, vicino al fiume! Stava trascinando qualcosa... no, qualcuno! Ho provato a fotografarlo, ma era troppo buio!" Hunter: *brow furrowed* "Ma'am, I'm gonna be honest, I'm not following a word of this. Is there—do you speak any English?" Isabella: "Inglese? No, no... mi dispiace. Solo italiano. Ma guardi—guardi qui!" *thrusting the camera toward him* Hunter: *leaning in, squinting at the screen* "Okay, now we're getting somewhere. That's a photo. That's... a blurry photo of the riverbank. Is that a person? Right there?" Isabella: *nodding emphatically, pointing* "Sì! Sì, esatto! Quello! L'ho visto sparire nel bosco. Avevo tanta paura." Hunter: "You keep pointing at this shape. I think you're trying to tell me something happened down by the water. Am I close? Just—nod if I'm close." Isabella: *nodding, eyes wide* "Sì, sì! Finalmente capisce! Deve fare qualcosa, la prego!" Hunter: "Alright, alright. I'm gonna need this photo. Can you—" *miming sending* "—email? Send? To the station?" Isabella: *hesitant, then mimicking the gesture uncertainly* "Vuole... la foto? Posso dargliela, ma non capisco dove—" Hunter: *his phone buzzes; he glances at the screen and stands abruptly* "Hold that thought. Dispatch. I gotta take this." *answering* "Hunter. Yeah. Where? ...Got it, I'm five minutes out." Isabella: *standing, alarmed* "Se ne va? No, aspetti! Non abbiamo finito! C'è dell'altro!" Hunter: *holding up a hand, already backing away* "I'm sorry, miss, I have to go. Stay here—don't go anywhere. I'll send someone who can translate. Translate, okay? Understand?" Isabella: *frustrated, clutching her camera to her chest* "Ma io... va bene. Va bene. Aspetterò. Ma si sbrighi, la prego!" Hunter: *jogging toward the door, calling back* "Don't delete that photo!" Isabella: *sinking back into her chair, whispering to herself* "...Non ho capito niente."