Run: 2026-07-07-01KWZ368M83S16V173XDHSQ71Q

**Isabella:** [sitting at a small cafe table near the window, scrolling through photographs on her camera's display, a half-finished cappuccino cooling beside her] **Hunter:** [approaching the table, badge clipped to his belt, his posture stiff and formal] "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" **Isabella:** [startled, looks up from her camera, her dark eyes widening] "Oh... scusi. Mi dispiace, io non parlo inglese." **Hunter:** [frowns, glancing at the empty chair across from her] "I'm sorry, I don't— Look, I just need to ask you about Tuesday night. The apple orchard on Miller Road. Were you anywhere near there?" **Isabella:** [her face drains of color, hands gripping the camera tightly] "L'orto di mele? Sì, sì... ero lì. Io... io ho visto qualcosa." [her voice trembles] "Qualcosa di terribile. Non riesco a smettere di pensarci." **Hunter:** [exhales slowly, rubbing the back of his neck] "Ma'am, I really need you to understand me. We've had three people go missing this month. If you saw anything—anything at all—I need to know about it." **Isabella:** [shaking her head, tears forming] "Tre persone? Oh mio Dio... io ho visto... c'era un uomo. Un uomo alto, con un cappello scuro. Stava trascinando qualcuno verso il fienile. Io ero spaventata, ho solo scattato una foto e sono scappata via." [she clutches the camera to her chest] **Hunter:** [noticing the protective gesture toward the camera] "The camera. You were taking pictures that night?" [he points to her camera] "Pictures. Foto. Did you take... foto... Tuesday night?" **Isabella:** [follows his pointing, understanding dawning] "La macchina fotografica? Sì, sì! Ho delle foto! Guardi, guardi—" [she begins fumbling with the camera, pulling up images] **Hunter:** [leaning forward] "Here, let me—" [he carefully turns the camera toward himself, squinting at the small screen] "This is... the east side of the orchard. This was Tuesday?" **Isabella:** [nodding vigorously] "Sì! Martedì sera. Il tramonto. Io cerco sempre la luce del tramonto per le mie fotografie. E poi... poi ho visto quell'uomo." **Hunter:** "I can see someone in this shadow here, but it's... it's grainy. Dark." [he looks up at her] "This might be something. I'm going to need to take this camera, ma'am. As evidence." **Isabella:** [pulling back slightly, alarmed] "La mia macchina fotografica? No, no, è mia! È tutto quello che ho! Le mie foto, il mio lavoro per l'università—" **Hunter:** "I know. I understand. Your camera. I get it." [he holds up his hands] "But this could help find those people. Missing people. Persone scomparse." [he gestures vaguely] "You understand? Missing?" **Isabella:** [stares at him, struggling to parse his words, then her expression softens with reluctant comprehension] "Persone... scomparse. Sì. Io capisco. Ma per favore, per favore, state attenti con la mia macchina. È importante per me." **Hunter:** "I'll be careful with it. I promise." [his phone begins buzzing in his pocket] "Just— hold on." [he pulls out the phone, glancing at the screen] "Hunter here. ...What? ...When? ...All right, I'm on my way." [he ends the call, standing abruptly] "Ma'am— Isabella. I have to go. Stay here. Stay in town. Don't leave Alborn, understand?" **Isabella:** [confused but nods slowly] "Io... resto qui? Sì. Io resto. Ma... cosa è successo?" **Hunter:** [already stepping away from the table, pausing briefly] "Just... stay." [he points to the ground firmly, then rushes toward the door] **Isabella:** [watching him leave, whispers to herself] "Madonna mia... cosa sta succedendo in questo paese?" [she wraps her hands around her cold cappuccino, staring out the window at the quiet street] ---