Run: 2026-09-29-01M3P2F7DT2SCR1ADR0ZC0GY0V

Isabella: "Non riesco a smettere di guardarla... Eppure devo capire cosa ho fotografato." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn P.D. Mind if I sit?" Isabella: "Oh! Mi scusi, io... non parlo inglese. Mi dispiace." Hunter: "Uh... Spanish? Do you speak English at all?" Isabella: "Italiano. Sono italiana. Non capisco, mi dispiace." Hunter: "Italian. Okay. Great. That's... not helpful, but okay." Isabella: "Lei è un poliziotto? Ha detto 'police'. Ha a che fare con quello che è successo ieri?" Hunter: "I'm looking into what happened at the Kessler orchard yesterday. Old Walt Kessler's been missing since Tuesday night. Were you there?" Isabella: "Kessler? Sì, il frutteto! Ero lì all'alba per fotografare la nebbia sulle mele." Hunter: "You said 'Kessler.' So you know the place. Good. Were you there?" Isabella: "Ho visto una persona vicino al vecchio mulino. Non si muoveva. Poi ho sentito un rumore e sono scappata." Hunter: "Ma'am, slow down. I'm not getting a word of this." Isabella: "Le tremano ancora le mani, guardi. Non riesco a calmarmi." Hunter: "Hey, it's okay. You're shaking. Let me get you some water. Water? Acqua?" *(He stops.)* "No. Scratch that. I don't know why I said that." Isabella: "Acqua? Sì, un bicchiere d'acqua, grazie." Hunter: "Water. Right. I'll get it in a second." Isabella: "Aspetti, aspetti. Guardi. Guardi questa." Hunter: "You want to show me the camera? Okay. Is this from the orchard?" Isabella: "Sì, sì! Questa è la nebbia. E qui, vede? Qui, dietro gli alberi, c'è un uomo con un cappotto scuro." Hunter: "That's the mill. And that's... a shape. Or a person. Can you zoom in?" Isabella: "No, non così. Aspetti, faccio io. Ecco. Ha un secchio in mano. E guardi, qui, la luce nel mulino." Hunter: "There's a light on in the mill. Nobody's been in that place for years. Nobody's supposed to be." Isabella: "Non so chi sia. Non so se Walt Kessler fosse quell'uomo. Ho avuto paura, capisce? Tanta paura." Hunter: "I don't understand you, but I understand scared. You did the right thing coming into town." Isabella: "Lei mi crede? Almeno lei mi crede?" Hunter: "I believe this photo, and that's a start. I need a copy of it. Photo. Copy. Me. Station." *(A phone rings.)* "Hold that thought. Hunter." Isabella: "Ora chi è? Sembra preoccupato." Hunter: "Slow down, Marge. When? ...Is anyone with him? ...Don't let anybody touch anything. I'm on my way." Isabella: "Aspetti, non se ne vada! La foto! Deve portarla con sé!" Hunter: "I have to go, ma'am. Stay here. Please. Stay. Here." *(He slides a card across the table.)* "That's my number. Get someone who speaks English and have them call me. Please. Don't go back to that orchard." Isabella: "Un biglietto... Va bene. Non tornerò al frutteto, glielo prometto. Ma lei stia attento." Hunter: "I'll find you. Don't delete that picture." Isabella: "Non la cancellerò. Non la cancellerò mai." --- *Translation notes for the reader (the characters can't understand each other):* - Isabella's opening line: "I can't stop looking at it... And yet I need to understand what I photographed." - She explains she was at the orchard at dawn to photograph the fog over the apples. She saw a person near the old mill who wasn't moving, then heard a noise and ran. - Shown the photo, she points out a man in a dark coat behind the trees, holding a bucket, and a light on in the mill. - Her final promise: "I won't go back to the orchard, I promise. But you be careful."