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*Isabella’s lines are in Italian; bracketed translations are for the reader, not spoken.* Isabella: “(looking up from her camera, startled) Chi è lei? Perché tutti mi fissano?” [Who are you? Why is everyone staring at me?] Hunter: “Easy. You’re Isabella, right? The photography student? I’m Detective Hunter. I need to ask you about what happened after the apple festival. The Mercer boy is missing.” Isabella: “(voice trembling) Non so cosa dire. Ho visto qualcosa che non avrei dovuto vedere. Un uomo… e poi una luce. E poi è sparito.” [I don’t know what to say. I saw something I shouldn’t have seen. A man… and then a light. And then he disappeared.] Hunter: “(confused) I’m sorry—I don’t… I don’t speak Italian. English? Do you speak English?” Isabella: “(shaking her head, clutching the camera) Non capisco. Non parlo inglese. Ma ho le foto… guardi qui.” [I don’t understand. I don’t speak English. But I have the photos… look here.] Hunter: “Okay. Photos. Can I see?” Isabella: “(pointing at the camera screen) Ecco. Il frutteto. La luce. L’uomo. Nessuno mi crede.” [There. The orchard. The light. The man. No one believes me.] Hunter: “(leaning in) That’s the orchard. Is that… a figure? By the trees? And that light—what is that?” Isabella: “(rapidly, in Italian) Sì. Sì. È lui. Ma quando ho scattato di nuovo, non c’era più. Solo la mela. La mela era… sbagliata.” [Yes. Yes. It’s him. But when I took another shot, he was gone. Only the apple. The apple was… wrong.] Hunter: “I don’t know what you’re saying, but I can see you’re scared. I need you to come with me. We can find someone who speaks Italian.” Isabella: “(backing away) No. No polizia. Non mi fido. L’ultima volta che ho parlato, nessuno ha ascoltato.” [No. No police. I don’t trust you. Last time I spoke, no one listened.] Hunter: “I’m not going to hurt you. Just keep the camera. Don’t delete anything. This might be connected to the disappearances.” Isabella: “(tears in her eyes) Le persone scomparse… sì. Ho visto uno di loro. Ma non era… non era più lui.” [The missing people… yes. I saw one of them. But he wasn’t… he wasn’t himself anymore.] Hunter: “(phone buzzes; he checks it) Detective Hunter. … Yeah. … I’m at the cafe. I’ll be right there. (to Isabella) I have to go. Stay here. Please. Don’t leave town.” Isabella: “(standing) Aspetti! Non se ne vada! Deve ascoltarmi!” [Wait! Don’t leave! You have to listen to me!] Hunter: “I’m sorry. I’ll be back. We’ll get a translator. I promise.” Isabella: “(whispering) Non c’è tempo. La luce tornerà stanotte.” [There’s no time. The light will come back tonight.]