Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE9VNJ3D2C7RZVCW3FHBGP2

Isabella: "Oh! Mi ha spaventata..." *(clutches camera to her chest, startled)* Hunter: "Sorry to bother you, ma'am. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I ask you a few questions about last night?" Isabella: "Scusi... non capisco. Parla italiano?" Hunter: *(frowns, glancing at his notepad)* "English? Do you speak any English at all?" Isabella: "Inglese... no, mi dispiace. Non parlo inglese." *(shakes her head, eyes welling up slightly)* "È successo qualcosa di terribile, vero? L'ho vista... ho visto qualcosa vicino al fiume ieri sera." Hunter: "I— I don't understand a word of that, but you look pretty shaken up. Did you see something? Last night, by the river?" *(mimes looking around, points toward the direction of the river)* Isabella: "Il fiume... sì, sì." *(nods quickly, pulling out her camera with trembling hands) *"Ho delle foto. Forse... forse aiuteranno. C'era una luce strana, e poi ho sentito delle voci. Avevo paura." Hunter: "Photos? You took pictures?" *(leans in, pointing at the camera)* "Can I see?" Isabella: *(hesitates, then turns the camera screen toward him, flipping through images)* "Guardi qui... questa è l'ultima foto che ho scattato prima di scappare. Non sono più tornata da quella parte." Hunter: *(studies the screen, brow furrowing deeply)* "This... this is near where the Petersons' barn is. That's not far from where the Callahan girl was last seen." *(mutters to himself)* "Damn it, if only she could tell me what she saw." Isabella: "Non capisco cosa dice, ma il suo tono... immagino sia grave." *(bites her lip, worried)* Hunter: "I wish I could ask you properly. Look—" *(pulls out his phone, tries typing something into a translation app, shows her the screen)* "Did. You. See. Anyone?" Isabella: *(reads the translated text, eyes widening)* "Sì! Ho visto un uomo. Alto, con un cappotto scuro. Era vicino all'acqua, e sembrava stesse... nascondendo qualcosa." Hunter: *(watches the translation populate on his screen, expression hardening)* "A man. Tall, dark coat, near the water, hiding something." *(nods slowly)* "That's more than I had an hour ago." Isabella: "Spero che l'aiuti a trovarla... la ragazza scomparsa." *(glances down, twisting her hands together)* Hunter: "I don't know what you just said, but I've got a feeling we're gonna need a translator for this conversation to really go anywhere." *(phone buzzes; he glances at the screen, jaw tightening)* "Hold on—" Isabella: *(watches him anxiously)* "Che succede?" Hunter: "I have to take this. Stay right here, alright? Don't go anywhere. I'll send someone who can actually talk to you." *(already standing, phone to his ear)* "Hunter. ...Where? ...I'm on my way." Isabella: *(calls after him, helpless)* "Aspetti! Le foto—le servono le foto!" Hunter: *(pauses briefly at the door, looking back at her with a mix of urgency and frustration)* "I'll be back. Just—stay put." *(disappears out into the street)* Isabella: *(sits back down slowly, staring at her camera)* "Speriamo che qualcuno arrivi in tempo..."