Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE93C5XH6FWJNDMSTJSEJS7

The bell above the cafe door chimed softly as Hunter stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on the woman by the window—camera in hand, scrolling through photos with a furrowed brow. He walked over, pulling out his badge out of habit before deciding against showing it. --- **Hunter:** "Afternoon. Mind if I ask you a few questions? I'm Detective Hunter, working the case about the Miller boy who went missing two nights ago." **Maria:** "¿Qué? Lo siento, no... no hablo inglés muy bien." **Hunter:** *(pausing, brows knitting together)* "...Sorry, what?" **Maria:** "No entiendo. ¿Puede hablar más despacio?" **Hunter:** "Uh—okay. Do you speak any English at all?" **Maria:** "Un poco... muy poco." *(She holds up her thumb and forefinger, barely apart, then shakes her head, clearly rattled.)* "Yo... vi algo. Anoche. Cerca del bosque." **Hunter:** "Something about the woods? Did you say woods?" *(He gestures toward the treeline outside the window.)* "Bosque—that's woods, right?" **Maria:** *(nodding quickly, her hands trembling slightly as she sets down her camera)* "Sí, sí. Bosque. Había... había una luz extraña. Y escuché gritos. Fue horrible." **Hunter:** "Lights? Screaming?" *(He leans forward, trying to piece together her tone rather than her words.)* "You saw something. I can tell you're scared. Can you show me? Pictures, maybe?" **Maria:** *(she hesitates, glancing down at her camera, then shakes her head)* "No... no pude tomar fotos. Tenía demasiado miedo. Salí corriendo." **Hunter:** "Photos—no photos. Okay." *(He rubs the back of his neck, frustration and urgency mixing on his face.)* "Look, I need to understand what you saw. This could be connected to the disappearances. Is there anyone who can translate? A phone app, maybe?" **Maria:** *(pulling out her phone, fumbling with shaking hands)* "Sí, espera... voy a intentar..." Before she can open the app, Hunter's phone buzzes sharply in his jacket pocket. He glances at the screen, jaw tightening. **Hunter:** "Damn it—that's dispatch." *(He looks back at Maria, torn.)* "I have to go. Stay here, alright? Don't leave town. I'll get someone who speaks Spanish, and we'll finish this conversation. You understand? Stay." **Maria:** *(catching the urgency in his tone, though not every word)* "Está bien... voy a esperar. Pero, detective—tenga cuidado. Lo que vi... no era normal." **Hunter:** *(already halfway to the door, throwing a glance over his shoulder)* "Yeah. I got that much." He disappears out into the gray afternoon light, leaving Maria alone with her camera, her trembling hands, and the memory of the lights in the woods.