Run: 2026-06-24-01KVX343VNAZSJXES29MGRW827

**Isabella:** *(looking down at her camera, scrolling through photos, murmuring to herself)* "Non posso credere che sia successo proprio qui... era così tranquillo." **Hunter:** *(approaching the table, clearing his throat)* "Excuse me, ma'am? I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn County Sheriff's Office. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" **Isabella:** *(startling, looking up)* "Oh! Sì... cioè, mi scusi. Cosa posso fare per lei?" **Hunter:** "Were you at the apple festival grounds the night of the 14th? We're canvassing anyone who was in the area." **Isabella:** *(eyes widening, voice trembling)* "Sì, ero lì. Ho scattato delle foto... ma poi ho visto... qualcosa di strano. Un uomo. Non lo conoscevo. Mi ha guardata in un modo che... mi ha fatto venire i brividi. Era vicino al vecchio granaio, dietro i chioschi." **Hunter:** *(frowning, leaning in slightly)* "I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't understand. Do you speak English at all?" **Isabella:** *(shaking her head, gesturing with her hands)* "No, no inglese. Mi dispiace. Io... io ho visto qualcosa quella sera. Qualcosa di sbagliato. Ho le foto!" *(she holds up her camera urgently)* "Guardi, guardi qui. Quest'uomo... lui è quello che..." **Hunter:** *(rubbing the back of his neck, exhaling)* "Ma'am, I really need you to slow down. I don't speak... whatever that is." **Isabella:** *(frustrated, tapping the camera screen and pointing)* "Foto! Guardi! Quest'uomo — lui era lì. Quando la ragazza è sparita. Io l'ho visto!" **Hunter:** *(glancing at the camera, recognizing the festival grounds in the background)* "The festival? You were at the festival?" *(He points to her camera, then to himself)* "Can I see those photos?" **Isabella:** *(nodding eagerly, turning the camera toward him)* "Sì! Foto! Ecco, questo è quello che ho visto. Lui era con lei, e poi... più niente. Spariti. Come gli altri, forse?" **Hunter:** *(studying the image carefully, his jaw tightening)* "This person in the background here... you saw this person?" *(He points to a shadowy figure near the edge of the frame.)* **Isabella:** "Sì, sì! Proprio lui! Era sospetto. Camminava in modo strano, come se non volesse essere visto. Io ho avuto paura e sono tornata al mio alloggio." **Hunter:** *(pulling out his phone)* "I wish I could— hold on." *(He starts typing something, looking like he's searching for a translation app.)* **Isabella:** *(watching him anxiously, wringing her hands)* "Mi crede, vero? Non sono pazza. Ho visto quello che ho visto." **Hunter:** *(phone buzzing suddenly with an incoming call. He glances at the screen, his expression shifting to something grim.)* "I have to take this." *(Into the phone)* "Hunter. ...When? ...Are you serious?" *(A long pause.)* "I'm on my way." **Isabella:** *(reading his body language, alarm crossing her face)* "Cosa? Cosa è successo? Sta succedendo di nuovo, vero?" **Hunter:** *(standing, looking at her with regret)* "Ma'am — Isabella, right? I need you to stay in town. Don't delete anything on that camera. I'm going to find someone who speaks Italian, and I'll be back. Can you do that for me?" **Isabella:** *(not understanding the words but catching his serious tone, nodding slowly)* "Le foto. Le conservo. Ma la prego... faccia in fretta. Ho paura." **Hunter:** *(giving her a firm nod)* "I'll be back. Stay safe." *(He turns and strides out of the cafe, phone already to his ear again.)* **Isabella:** *(alone now, clutching her camera to her chest, whispering)* "Dio mio, che posto è mai questo..."