Run: 2026-06-24-01KVX2EJE8AX5W362NQ1BN3EM8

**VOICE SHEET — "Café Misunderstanding"** --- Isabella: *(looking down at her camera, scrolling through photos, muttering to herself)* "Non riesco a credere a quello che ho visto... era così strano." Hunter: *(approaching the table, clearing his throat)* "Excuse me, ma'am. I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Isabella: *(startled, looking up)* "Oh! Mi scusi... mi ha spaventato. Sì, sì, prego, si sieda." Hunter: *(pulling out a chair, sitting down)* "I'm investigating the incident near the orchard two nights ago. I heard a tourist was in the area taking photographs around that time. Would that be you?" Isabella: *(her face going pale, gripping her camera tighter)* "Sì... io ero lì. Ho visto... ho visto qualcosa che non capisco. Era buio, e c'era qualcuno nel frutteto. Una persona, credo, che trascinava qualcosa di pesante. Ho provato a scattare una foto, ma... il flash non ha funzionato bene e poi sono scappata via. Ero così spaventata!" Hunter: *(furrowing his brow, leaning forward)* "I'm sorry, I — I don't understand. Do you speak English at all?" Isabella: *(shaking her head quickly, speaking faster, gesturing with her hands)* "Non parlo inglese! Mi dispiace. Io studio qui, sono in programma di scambio. Quella notte... *(points to her camera)* ...fotografie. Nel frutteto. *(makes a dragging motion with her hands)* Qualcuno. Di notte. Ho paura!" Hunter: *(pinching the bridge of his nose)* "Frutteto — that's orchard, right? You were at the orchard? With your camera?" Isabella: *(nodding enthusiastically, pointing at the camera)* "Sì! Sì! Il frutteto! Guardi, guardi — *(turns the camera screen toward him)* — questa foto. Vedere? C'è un'ombra. Una persona, forse. Non lo so. Ho cercato di chiamare aiuto ma non c'era nessuno." Hunter: *(squinting at the screen, studying the blurry image)* "This is... hold on. This could be something. This shadow here — *(taps the screen)* — this was the night of the disappearance." Isabella: *(eyes widening, voice trembling)* "Scomparsa? Qualcuno è scomparso? Mio Dio... *(presses a hand to her chest)* ...io ho visto qualcosa quella notte, vero? Qualcosa di terribile. Devo andare alla polizia? Devo fare qualcosa?" Hunter: *(holding up a hand to calm her)* "Hey, hey — easy. You *are* talking to the police. Just — stay right here, okay? Don't leave town. I need to get someone who speaks — " *(Hunter's phone buzzes loudly. He glances at the screen, his expression hardening.)* Hunter: *(standing up abruptly)* "I have to take this. *(into the phone)* Detective Hunter. ...What? ...When? ...I'm on my way." Isabella: *(rising halfway from her chair, alarmed)* "Cosa? Cosa succede? Va tutto bene?" Hunter: *(holding up a hand, already stepping back from the table)* "Ma'am, I need you to stay in Alborn. Don't delete *anything* off that camera. I'm going to find an interpreter and I'll be back to talk to you. Just — stay put. Can you do that? *Stay.* Here." Isabella: *(clutching her camera to her chest, nodding slowly, though clearly rattled)* "Io... resto qui. Sì. Ma per favore... torni presto. Ho paura. *(quietly)* Sono sola qui." Hunter: *(pausing for a moment, his expression softening just barely before hardening again)* "I'll be back. Keep that camera safe." *(Hunter turns and strides out of the café, phone pressed to his ear. Isabella sinks back into her chair, staring at the camera in her hands, her fingers shaking as she scrolls back to the photograph of the shadow in the orchard.)* ---