Run: 2026-07-07-01KWZ5W6J90WGQV5TSB06RZHEV

**Voice Sheet: Selvi & Hunter** **Setting:** *A quiet corner booth at "The Rusty Mug" cafe, Alborn, MN. Early afternoon. Selvi sits hunched over her camera, scrolling through photos with trembling hands. Hunter approaches, notebook in hand.* **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss? Sorry to bother you. I'm Detective Hunter with the Alborn PD. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about the apple festival last Saturday night." **Selvi:** *(looks up, startled. Responds in Hindi, voice shaking)* "मैं... मैंने कुछ देखा। वह आदमी... वह अकेला खड़ा था, बाड़ के पास। फिर वह गायब हो गया।" *(I... I saw something. That man... he was standing alone, by the fence. Then he disappeared.)* **Hunter:** *(brow furrowing, he leans in slightly)* "I'm sorry, I don't... I don't speak that language. Do you understand any English? Maybe a little?" **Selvi:** *(shakes her head frantically, points at her camera screen)* "यहाँ! देखो! मैंने फोटो खींची थी। यह उसकी आखिरी तस्वीर है।" *(Here! Look! I took a photo. This is his last picture.)* **Hunter:** *(sighs, runs a hand through his hair)* "Okay, okay. Let's... let's try this slow." *(He points to his badge, then to her camera.)* "Camera? You have pictures? From the festival?" **Selvi:** *(nods vigorously, turns the camera to show him. Her hand is shaking so badly she nearly drops it. In Hindi, urgent now)* "हाँ, हाँ. वह आदमी. उसका नाम पीटर था? मुझे लगता है। मैंने उसे जंगल की ओर जाते देखा। कोई उसके पीछे आ रहा था।" *(Yes, yes. That man. His name was Peter? I think. I saw him heading toward the woods. Someone was following him.)* **Hunter:** *(studies the image on the screen, his expression hardening. He looks up at her, still lost on the words)* "This is... this is good. This is important. But I need to know what you saw. Did you see this man talking to anyone? Did you see where he went?" **Selvi:** *(tears welling up, she points toward the window, toward the woods beyond town. In Hindi, voice cracking)* "वहाँ। वह जंगल में गया। वह वापस नहीं आया। मैंने चिल्लाने की कोशिश की, लेकिन मेरी आवाज़ नहीं निकली।" *(There. He went into the woods. He never came back. I tried to call out, but no sound came out.)* **Hunter:** *(watches her face, seeing the genuine terror. He softens slightly)* "I wish I could understand you. I really do." *(He pulls out a business card and slides it across the table.)* "This is my number. I'm going to find a translator. Someone who speaks Hindi. When I do, I'll call you. Don't go anywhere, alright?" **Selvi:** *(takes the card, stares at it. She looks up at him, a mix of fear and hope. In Hindi, a whisper)* "कृपया उसे ढूंढ़ें। कृपया।" *(Please find him. Please.)* *(Hunter’s phone rings. He glances at the screen, his jaw tightens.)* **Hunter:** "I gotta take this." *(He answers, already stepping away.)* "Hunter here. Yeah. Where? I'm on my way." *(He gives Selvi one last look—an apologetic, frustrated look—then heads for the door, phone pressed to his ear.)* **Selvi:** *(alone now, she looks back down at her camera. Her thumb hovers over the photo of a man disappearing into the tree line. She whispers in Hindi)* "आप उसे नहीं ढूंढ़ पाएंगे। वह तो... वह तो पहले ही बहुत दूर जा चुका है।" *(You won't find him. He's... he's already long gone.)*