Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KBBKRMWDEM60NSZN2YV676

**Voice Sheet** **Setting:** A small café in Alborn, MN. Isabella sits alone at a corner table, staring at her camera screen. Her coffee is untouched. Hunter approaches, notebook in hand. --- **Hunter:** (Clears throat, polite but firm) "Excuse me, ma'am? I'm Detective Hunter. I'm looking into the disappearance of a local man near the apple festival grounds. I was told you were in the area that afternoon. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" **Isabella:** (Looks up, startled. Her eyes are red-rimmed. She speaks rapidly, her voice shaking) "Non capisco... Io non parlo inglese. Scusi, non so cosa è successo, ma ho visto qualcosa... qualcosa di brutto." (She clutches the camera to her chest.) **Hunter:** (Frowns, tilts his head) "Uh... I'm sorry, I don't... Do you speak any English? Maybe a little?" (He gestures slowly, as if that will help.) **Isabella:** (Shakes her head, then points at her camera, then at the window, then makes a sad, frightened face) "No, no. Ma io ho fotografato... il bosco. C'era un uomo... poi è sparito. Non so spiegare." (Her voice cracks. She turns the camera toward him, showing a blurry photo of a forest path.) **Hunter:** (Squints at the screen, then back at her. He points at the photo, then at her) "You... you took this? Near the festival? That's where the man was last seen." (He speaks louder, as if volume helps.) **Isabella:** (Nods eagerly, then points at the photo again, then at her own eyes, then makes a "gone" gesture with her hands) "Sì, sì. L'ho visto. Era lì... e poi non c'era più. Come un fantasma." (She shivers.) **Hunter:** (Rubs his temples, clearly frustrated) "Okay, okay. So you saw something. I just can't—" (He pulls out his phone, as if to use a translation app, but it's dead. He sighs.) "This is not my day." **Isabella:** (Watches him, then softly says) "Lei cerca qualcuno. Io capisco. Anche io cerco... di capire." (She points at him, then at the camera, then at the door, and makes a walking motion with her fingers.) **Hunter:** (A faint, tired smile) "Yeah. We're both looking for something." (He points at the photo again, then at her, and then at a map on his phone, pointing to the woods.) "Can you show me? Later? The place?" **Isabella:** (Her eyes light up with understanding. She nods vigorously and points at the camera, then at him, then at the door) "Sì, sì! Ti mostro. Il luogo. Domani." (She holds up one finger, then points at the sun, then at the café.) **Hunter:** (Nods) "Okay. Tomorrow. Here." (He gestures around them.) "I'll bring someone who speaks Italian." (Just then, his phone rings. He glances at it, grimaces, and holds up a finger.) "I gotta take this. Stay safe, ma'am." (He answers, already turning away.) "Hunter here. What did you find?" **Isabella:** (Watches him leave, then looks back at her camera. In a whisper, to herself) "Domani. Forse allora capirà."