Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE93HPBTGMW3PM70CGWD1PC

**Setting:** *The Alborn Café, mid-morning. Rain patters lightly against the windows. Selvi sits alone at a corner table, scrolling through photos on her camera screen, her hands trembling slightly. Hunter enters, scanning the room before making his way to her table.* Hunter: "Morning. Mind if I sit? I've got a few questions about last night." *Selvi glances up, startled, clutching her camera closer to her chest.* Selvi: "Kya? Mujhe... mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaya." *(What? I... I don't understand.)* Hunter: "Right. Uh—the festival. The apple festival. You were there last night, weren't you? Near the old barn?" Selvi: *(shaking her head, voice trembling)* "Mujhe pata nahi aap kya keh rahe hain. Lekin... maine kuch dekha tha. Kuch bahut dukhad." *(I don't know what you're saying. But... I saw something. Something very disturbing.)* Hunter: *(frowning, leaning in)* "Whoa—slow down. I don't know what that means. Do you speak any English at all?" *Selvi shakes her head again, her eyes glassy, fingers tightening around the camera strap.* Selvi: "Nahi... English nahi." *(No... no English.)* "Lekin yeh dekhiye—" *(But look at this—)* *She turns the camera toward him, flipping through a series of photographs—dark shapes near the tree line, a blurred figure disappearing into the woods.* Hunter: *(squinting at the screen)* "Hang on... where was this taken? Can you show me on a map?" Selvi: *(pointing frantically toward the window, toward the woods beyond)* "Wahi... wahi jagah. Bahut darr laga mujhe." *(There... that same place. I was very scared.)* Hunter: "Okay, okay—just... stay calm. I'll get someone who speaks Hindi, alright? Someone from the college, maybe." *Selvi nods slowly, though her eyes remain fixed on the photos, haunted.* Selvi: "Mujhe lagta hai... koi khatre mein hai." *(I think... someone is in danger.)* *Hunter's phone rings sharply. He glances at the screen, his jaw tightening.* Hunter: "Damn it—hold that thought. I mean—" *(gesturing helplessly)* "—don't go anywhere. I'll be right back." *He answers the call, already rising from his seat.* Hunter: "Yeah, this is Hunter... Where? ...I'm on my way." *He hesitates for a moment, looking back at Selvi, who watches him with wide, uncertain eyes, camera still clutched tightly in her hands.* Hunter: "Stay put. I mean it." *He rushes out into the rain, leaving Selvi alone with her photographs—and her fear.*