Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KCC5H5HC0HJ8D03YTH5EGX

Maria: *(looking up from her camera, eyes wide, voice trembling)* ¿El evento? ... Lo vi. Con mi cámara. No quería... no quería verlo. Hunter: I’m sorry—I don’t speak Spanish. I’m Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. I’m looking into the disappearances. Did you see something near the apple festival? Maria: *(shakes her head, clutching the camera)* Sí... sí. Había un hombre. Y luego—otra persona. Desaparecieron. Así, sin más. *(she mimes a vanishing with her hands, then hugs the camera)* No quiero mirar las fotos. Hunter: Okay, okay. You have photos? That’s… good. That’s important. But I can’t understand you. *(he points at the camera, then at himself)* Can you show me? The camera—the pictures? Maria: *(hesitates, then nods, scrolling shakily through her camera)* Aquí... mire. Esto fue antes. Él estaba allí. Luego... luego se fue. Pero nadie le vio irse. *(points at the screen, then covers her mouth)* No era natural. No era... humano. Hunter: *(leaning in, squinting at the screen, then back at her)* I don’t—look, I want to help. Do you speak any English? No? *(he sighs, rubs his face)* This is gonna be a problem. Maria: *(desperately)* Lo siento, lo siento. No entiendo. Pero debe creerme. Algo malo está pasando aquí. *(she touches his arm, then points at the town)* Usted tiene que hacer algo. Hunter: Alright, we’ll figure this out. I’ll get a translator. Just—stay here, okay? Don’t go anywhere. *(he pulls out his phone, then pauses as it rings)* Hold on. Maria: ¿Es una llamada? Hunter: *(answering phone)* Hunter here. ... What? Where? ... No, I’m at the café. I’ll be right there. *(he hangs up, looks at Maria apologetically)* I have to go. Something’s happened. Stay put. I’ll find someone who speaks Spanish. *(he backs away, then turns and hurries out)* Maria: *(alone, staring at her camera, whispering)* Demasiado tarde. Ya es demasiado tarde.