Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KCA30Q4152SNWPNNQ1F4G5

MARIA: (looking up from her camera, startled) ¿Perdón? ¿Me habla a mí? HUNTER: (sits down; badge visible) Yeah, I’m sorry—Hunter, county detective. I’m asking around about what happened at the orchard Thursday night. You were seen near the old cider shed, with your camera. I just need to know what you saw. MARIA: (stares for a beat, then lowers the camera; her hands shake slightly) Yo… no sé si debo hablar de eso. No quiero meterme en problemas. Pero lo que vi fue horrible, con lo de esa mujer… Nunca he visto algo así. HUNTER: (blinks, leans forward) Whoa, slow down. I don’t speak Spanish. Do you–(sighs) right, you don’t speak English. Okay. Okay. Just… can you show me? The camera. Did you catch anything?—the woman, the lights, anything odd? MARIA: (looks down at the camera; her voice cracks) Hay una mujer, tan joven, con el vestido blanco, y de repente… se la llevaron. Esas luces azules, ese ruido. Yo pensé que era un trueno, pero no… no era eso. Estaba temblando y no pude hacer nada. Lo siento, lo siento tanto… HUNTER: (runs a hand through his hair, utterly lost) Blue… blue what? I keep hearing “mujer”—woman. Something happened to a woman at the orchard. He pulls out his phone, taps translator app, but it’s buffering. He mutters. —Come on, come on— MARIA: (points at a photo on her camera, zooming in with a trembling finger) Mire. Mire aquí. Esta es la mujer. Ella estaba esperando a alguien junto al viejo roble. Después… (She closes her eyes) … las luces, y un grito. Luego ya no estaba. Como si la tierra se la hubiera tragado. HUNTER: (stares at the photo on the small screen—a blurry figure in white, caught in an odd blue glow. His jaw tightens) That’s taken at the edge of the orchard. I know that tree. (Looks up at her) You saw this happen? Last night? (He gestures from her to camera) This is important. If you can show me exactly where—… MARIA: (urgently, pointing off to the east) Allí, atrás de las colinas. Hay un sendero que pasa por los álamos. Fui hasta allí porque quería fotografiar el cielo al anochecer. No quería verlo, pero lo vi. No he podido dormir desde entonces. HUNTER: (his phone buzzes; he glances at the screen; his face changes. He stands, already dialing) I have to go. That’s the station—they found something near the creek. (He pauses, looks at her with softened eyes) Wait here. Don’t leave. I’ll send someone who can translate. You did good, Maria. Whatever you saw, it’s a lead. MARIA:(worried, half rising) ¿Es la mujer? ¿La encuentran? ¿Está viva? HUNTER:(already walking away, calling back over his shoulder) I don’t know yet! But I’ll be back. Stay put! MARIA:(sinks back into her chair, hugging her camera to her chest, whispering to herself) Por favor, que esté viva. Por favor, que no haya sido demasiado tarde…