Run: 2026-09-02-01M1HBX2M3DMXN4VFC2JSZ7TY0

Maria: "¿Sí? ¿Quién es usted? Solo estaba revisando mis fotos." (Yes? Who are you? I was just reviewing my photos.) Hunter: "Detective Hunter, Alborn police. I need to ask you about the apple festival." Maria: "¿El festival? Sí, estuve allí, pero... no entiendo qué pasa." (The festival? Yes, I was there, but... I don't understand what's happening.) Hunter: "Do you speak English?" Maria: "No. Lo siento. Solo español." (No. I'm sorry. Spanish only.) Hunter: "Right. Festival. Last night. You saw something?" Maria: "¿Anoche? Yo solo tomaba fotos cerca de los manzanos. Entonces oí un grito." (Last night? I was only taking photos near the apple trees. Then I heard a scream.) Hunter: "I don't understand Spanish. Slow down, please." Maria: "No sé cómo decirlo para que me entienda. Había una mujer con un chal rojo." (I don't know how to say it so you'll understand. There was a woman with a red shawl.) Hunter: "Camera. You took pictures?" Maria: "Sí. Tengo las fotos aquí, pero... me dan miedo." (Yes. I have the photos here, but... they scare me.) Hunter: "Show me." Maria: "Mire. Junto al puesto de sidra. Esa mujer estaba hablando con alguien." (Look. By the cider stand. That woman was talking to someone.) Hunter: "That's just a blur. What am I supposed to be seeing?" Maria: "La mano. Esa mano enguantada que salía de entre los árboles." (The hand. That gloved hand coming out from between the trees.) Hunter: "A hand? You're sure?" Maria: "No era una rama. Las ramas no agarran." (It wasn't a branch. Branches don't grab.) Hunter: "Okay. That's... not okay." Maria: "Después la mujer dejó caer su taza. Nadie más la miró. Todos seguían bailando." (Then the woman dropped her cup. No one else looked at her. Everyone kept dancing.) Hunter: "Missing woman. Red shawl. You saw her last night?" Maria: "¿Una mujer desaparecida? Entonces no fue una pelea." (A missing woman? Then it wasn't a fight.) Hunter: "Fight? What fight?" Maria: "No lo sé. Vi a dos personas forcejeando detrás del granero de sidra." (I don't know. I saw two people struggling behind the cider barn.) Hunter: "Behind the cider barn. Why didn't you tell someone?" Maria: "¿A quién? Todos en el festival parecían conocerse. Yo soy nueva aquí." (Tell whom? Everyone at the festival seemed to know one another. I'm new here.) Hunter: "Okay. We need those photos." Maria: "No quiero que me quiten la cámara. Es lo único que tengo." (I don't want you to take my camera. It's the only thing I have.) Hunter: "Not take. Copy. Understand?" Maria: "No entiendo la palabra, pero sí su tono. Está usted enfadado." (I don't understand the word, but I do understand your tone. You're angry.) Hunter: "I'm not angry. I'm worried." Maria: "Yo también. Esa puerta... no debería estar allí." (Me too. That door... it shouldn't be there.) Hunter: "Door? What door?" Maria: "En la última foto. Entre los manzanos. Una puerta donde antes no había nada." (In the last photo. Between the apple trees. A door where there had been nothing before.) Hunter: "You're saying there was a door in the orchard?" Maria: "Sí. Y alguien la estaba cerrando." (Yes. And someone was closing it.) Hunter: "Ma'am, are you sure this isn't just a reflection?" Maria: "La cámara no miente como la gente." (The camera doesn't lie like people do.) Hunter: "Fine. We'll take a look at the original file." Maria: "¿Va a creerme?" (Are you going to believe me?) Hunter: "I believe something happened. That's enough for now." Maria: "Eso no es una respuesta. En mi idioma, al menos, no lo es." (That isn't an answer. In my language, at least, it isn't.) Hunter: "Look, just stay here. I'll find someone who speaks Spanish." Maria: "No necesito un traductor tanto como necesito salir de esa plaza." (I don't need a translator as much as I need to get out of that square.) Hunter: "Hold on. My phone." Maria: "¿Otro desaparecido?" (Another missing person?) Hunter: "Hunter. Yeah. Where? ... The orchard? Don't touch anything." Maria: "¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué han encontrado?" (What's happening? What have they found?) Hunter: "I have to go." Maria: "¿Ahora? Pero si apenas he empezado." (Now? But I've barely started.) Hunter: "Stay in the cafe. Lock the door if you can." Maria: "¿Encerrararme? No, eso no me hace sentir mejor." (Lock myself in? No, that doesn't make me feel better.) Hunter: "Please. Safe. Here." Maria: "Segura aquí, sí. Eso intentaré." (Safe here, yes. I'll try.) Hunter: "Don't show the camera to anyone." Maria: "¿Por qué? ¿Cree que alguien más la vio?" (Why? Do you think someone else saw it?) Hunter: "I don't know. But keep it hidden." Maria: "El hombre del sombrero gris ya me vio con la cámara. Estaba afuera cuando usted llegó." (The man in the gray hat already saw me with the camera. He was outside when you arrived.) Hunter: "What? Who?" Maria: "El hombre del sombrero gris. Todavía está junto al buzón." (The man in the gray hat. He's still by the mailbox.) Hunter: "Damn it. Stay inside." Maria: "No me deje sola sin entender nada." (Don't leave me alone without understanding anything.) Hunter: "Back soon. Don't move." Maria: "Detective... la foto antigua del archivo de la universidad también tenía un hombre con sombrero gris." (Detective... the old university archive photo also had a man with a gray hat.) Hunter: "I don't— Hell. Stay put."