Run: 2026-06-01-01KT1GTSRVSN30C59CCEE42AGE

Isabella: *(murmuring to herself, scrolling through photos)* "Non può essere... ero proprio lì..." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. Mind if I ask you a few questions? I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn police." Isabella: *(startled, looking up)* "Oh—mi scusi, non... non parlo inglese." Hunter: "I'm investigating something that happened last night, down by the old mill. A man went missing. Were you in that area?" Isabella: *(eyes widening, clutching her camera)* "Il mulino? Sì, sì, ero lì! Ho visto qualcosa, ho delle foto, ma... ho tanta paura. C'era un uomo, e poi—" *(her voice breaks)* "—è semplicemente sparito." Hunter: "Whoa, slow down. I'm not following any of that. You were there? You saw something?" Isabella: *(showing him the camera screen with trembling hands)* "Guardi! Guardi qui! Quest'ombra, vede? Non era normale. Non riesco a dormire da ieri notte." Hunter: *(squinting at the screen, then back at her face)* "That's... a photo. Okay. Look, I can tell you're shaken up. Is there someone who can translate? A friend, maybe?" Isabella: *(shaking her head, frustrated tears forming)* "Non capisce... Sto cercando di dirle che ho visto tutto! Devo mostrarle, ma lei non—" *(she sighs heavily)* "—Dio mio, perché nessuno mi capisce." Hunter: "Hey, hey. It's alright. Take a breath. I can see you've got pictures. That might be exactly what I need." *(reaching for his notebook)* "Maybe we can—" *(Hunter's phone rings sharply. He glances at the screen, his expression hardening.)* Hunter: "Hunter here." *(pause)* "Another one? Where?" *(pause)* "I'm on my way." *(he hangs up, already standing)* Isabella: *(grabbing his sleeve)* "Aspetti—non se ne vada! Ho bisogno di aiuto, la prego!" Hunter: *(gently but firmly)* "I have to go. Look—" *(he places a card on the table)* "—my number. Find a translator. Come to the station. Please. Your photos could matter." Isabella: *(staring at the card, then up at him helplessly)* "Non capisco cosa dice... ma la prego, non mi lasci sola con questo." Hunter: *(already backing away)* "I'll figure this out. Just—stay safe, alright?" Isabella: *(softly, watching him hurry off)* "...torni. La prego, torni."