Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KY7CET90HY4240R4EXX423

**Voice Sheet — “The Camera and the Fog”** *Setting: A café in downtown Alborn, MN, during the town’s annual apple festival. Isabella sits alone at a small table, scrolling through photos on her camera, visibly shaken. Detective Hunter approaches, badge in hand.* [Isabella speaks only Italian; English translations appear in brackets after her lines.] Hunter: "Excuse me. Ma’am? I’m Detective Hunter, Alborn Police. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Isabella: "Mi dispiace... È stato terribile. Ieri sera, al frutteto... Ho visto un uomo, e poi più niente. Solo la nebbia." [I’m sorry... It was terrible. Last night, at the orchard... I saw a man, and then nothing more. Only the fog.] Hunter: "Whoa, okay. Slow down. Ma’am—English? Do you speak English?" Isabella: "No, no inglese. Solo italiano. Io sono Isabella. Sono una studentessa, studio qui all’università. La mia fotocamera... ho paura di ciò che ho visto." [No, no English. Only Italian. I’m Isabella. I’m a student, studying here at the university. My camera... I’m frightened by what I saw.] Hunter: "Right. No English." *(mutters)* "Okay. Let’s try this. Last night—night—by the old cider mill. A girl named Chloe Bramwell vanished from the apple festival grounds around eight p.m. Did you see anything? Anything at all?" Isabella: "Non capisco la domanda. Ma sì—ho visto qualcosa! Un furgone bianco, vicino al mulino. Un uomo... e la nebbia. Ho scattato una foto." [I don’t understand the question. But yes—I saw something! A white van, near the mill. A man... and the fog. I took a photo.] Hunter: "Furgone? Van? Pictures?" *(points to the camera)* "You take pictures? Camera?" Isabella: "Sì! Foto. Ho la mia fotocamera. Guarda—ti mostro. Ma stai attento, è tutto ciò che ho." [Yes! Photos. I have my camera. Look—I’ll show you. But be careful, it’s all I have.] Hunter: "I’m not going to take it. I just need to look. Please." Isabella: "Aspetta. Ecco. Questa... l’ho scattata ieri sera, verso le otto. C’era la nebbia, e ho sentito un urlo. Poi l’uomo è scappato." [Wait. Here. This one... I took it last night, around eight. There was fog, and I heard a scream. Then the man ran away.] Hunter: *(studying the camera screen)* "That’s the old mill, all right. And that’s a white van. Is this from last night? Eight o’clock? Was this when she disappeared?" Isabella: "Sì, verso le otto. Al frutteto. Ma non so dov’è andata la ragazza. Ho solo visto l’uomo e il furgone." [Yes, around eight. At the orchard. But I don’t know where the girl went. I only saw the man and the van.] Hunter: "I don’t suppose you’ve got a translation app on that thing." *(pulls out his phone)* "Hold on—" *[phone rings]* "Hunter. ... Yeah. ... Where? ... You’re kidding me. Another one? ... No, I’m with a witness now. ... Understood. I’m on my way." *(hangs up, turns back to Isabella)* Hunter: "I have to go. Stay here. Do not leave this café. That’s an order. Stay." Isabella: "Cosa succede? Perché te ne vai? Ho bisogno di aiuto... Ho ancora paura." [What’s happening? Why are you leaving? I need help... I’m still afraid.] Hunter: "I’ll be back. Just—wait here." Isabella: "Non andare via! Ti prego—" [Don’t go away! Please—] Hunter: "Stay." *(exits)* Isabella: "...Vieni presto, per favore." [...Come back soon, please.]