Run: 2026-07-07-01KWZ577B1QSNE67W6MF5398RX

Maria: *murmuring to herself, scrolling through photos on her camera* "Estas fotos... algo no está bien. Algo está muy mal aquí..." Hunter: *approaching the cafe table, pulling out a chair* "Excuse me, ma'am. Detective Hunter, Alborn Police Department. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Maria: *startled, looking up with wide eyes* "¿Disculpe? ¿Qué... qué quiere? No entiendo..." Hunter: *holding up his badge* "I'm investigating the recent disappearances. Three people have gone missing in the last month. I heard you were at the apple orchard two days ago, the day before Jacob Marsh disappeared." Maria: *hands trembling, clutching her camera tighter* "¡Dios mío! Las desapariciones... yo lo vi. Vi algo en el bosque. Algo... algo que no debería estar ahí." Hunter: *frowning, leaning forward* "I'm sorry, I don't understand. Do you speak English? Even a little?" Maria: *shaking her head, tears forming* "No. No inglés. Lo siento. Es que... vi algo terrible. En las fotos. Miré las fotos y hay... hay algo en las sombras. Una figura." Hunter: *gesturing toward her camera* "Your camera? You saw something? In the camera?" Maria: *nodding frantically, turning the camera screen toward him* "¡Sí! ¡Mire! Aquí, en esta foto. Hay alguien... algo... detrás de los árboles. No estaba ahí cuando tomé la foto. ¡Se lo juro!" Hunter: *squinting at the screen, frustration crossing his face* "I can't... Ma'am, I need you to understand. I want to help, but I need someone who speaks Spanish. Do you know anyone in town who could translate?" Maria: *wiping her eyes, speaking faster* "¡No! No conozco a nadie aquí. Estoy sola. Vine para estudiar, para tomar fotografías de paisajes. Pero esto... esto no es normal. Las personas que desaparecieron... creo que los vi a todos ese día. Todos estaban en el huerto." Hunter: *pulling out his phone* "I'm going to try to get a translator on the line. Just—stay here, okay? Don't move. Can you understand 'stay'?" Maria: *confused* "¿Stay? ¿Quedarme? ¿Aquí?" Hunter: *nodding* "Yes. Stay. Here. I'll be right—*his phone buzzing loudly* "Damn it. Hunter here. ...What? ...When? ...I'll be there in ten minutes." *ending the call, looking back at Maria* "I have to go. Emergency. But I need to talk to you again. Can you come back here tomorrow? Same time?" Maria: *looking frightened and lost* "No entiendo. ¿Se va? ¿Qué pasa? Por favor, no me deje sola. Tengo miedo. Esa cosa en las fotos... ¿y si viene por mí?" Hunter: *grabbing a napkin, writing down the cafe's address and his phone number* "Look. Tomorrow." *tapping the napkin* "Here. You. Me. Tomorrow." Maria: *staring at the napkin, trembling* "Mañana. ¿Aquí? ¿Usted volverá?" Hunter: *standing, putting on his jacket* "Yes. Tomorrow. Don't leave town. Don't—" *his phone buzzing again* "I have to go. Stay safe, ma'am." Maria: *calling after him as he rushes out* "¡Espere! ¡Detective! ¡Tenga cuidado! ¡Esa cosa... no es humana!" Hunter: *pausing at the door, turning back with a confused expression* "I'm sorry. I really am. Tomorrow. I promise." *exiting quickly* Maria: *alone now, hugging her camera to her chest, whispering* "Que Dios nos ayude a todos. Esa figura en las fotos... sus ojos. Tenía ojos que no deberían existir."