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**INT. CAFÉ - DAY** *Maria sits at a corner table, hunched over her camera. She scrolls through photos on the LCD screen, her hands trembling. The image shows a shadowy figure near the tree line.* **Hunter:** *(approaching, direct)* Ma’am? I’m Detective Hunter. I’m investigating the disappearances. Were you at the Apple Festival grounds last Tuesday? **Maria:** *(looking up, eyes wide, clutching the camera)* Perdón... ¿qué? No entiendo. *(Sorry... what? I don't understand.)* **Hunter:** *(frowning, sitting down)* I said—do you speak English? Any English? **Maria:** *(shaking her head, voice trembling)* No... español. Solo español. *(No... Spanish. Only Spanish.)* **Hunter:** *(sighs, pulling out a notepad)* Alborn Police. Three people are missing. If you saw something out there, I need to know. Did you see anyone suspicious near the creek? **Maria:** *(glancing toward the window, terrified)* Sí... sí, vi. Vi algo. En el bosque. *(Yes... yes, I saw. I saw something. In the woods.)* **Hunter:** *(leaning forward, intense)* A person? What were they wearing? **Maria:** *(whispering)* Un hombre. Sangre... tanta sangre en sus manos. Corrí. Corrí hasta aquí. *(A man. Blood... so much blood on his hands. I ran. I ran here.)* **Hunter:** *(confused, missing the meaning)* Blood? Are you hurt? Is there blood on you? **Maria:** *(desperate, thrusting the camera forward)* ¡La cámara! ¡Mire! ¡Mire las fotos! *(The camera! Look! Look at the photos!)* **Hunter:** *(pulling out his phone)* Alright, alright. Let me get a translator. One second. *(taps screen)* Okay, speak. **Maria:** *(speaking rapidly, horrified)* Tenía una chaqueta roja. Ojos... ojos como un animal. Estaba cerca del río. Es peligroso. Muy peligroso. *(He had a red jacket. Eyes... eyes like an animal. He was near the river. It's dangerous. Very dangerous.)* **Hunter:** *(phone translates; his expression darkens)* Red jacket. Near the river. When was this? **Maria:** *(nodding frantically)* Anteayer. Por la noche. Después del festival. *(Day before yesterday. At night. After the festival.)* **Hunter:** *(standing abruptly as his phone RINGS)* Damn it. *(answers)* Hunter. What?... Another one? Okay, I’m on my way. *(to Maria)* I have to go. But I need a formal statement. Tomorrow. Nine AM. Police station. Can you be there? **Maria:** *(nodding, still clutching the camera)* Sí... mañana. Nine... ¿nueve? Sí. *(Yes... tomorrow. Nine... nine? Yes.)* **Hunter:** *(already walking toward the door, then pauses)* And lady? Stay inside. Lock your doors. Don’t go near the woods. *(beat)* Thanks for the information. **Maria:** *(softly, to herself as he exits)* Tenga cuidado, detective. Él todavía está afuera. *(Be careful, detective. He is still out there.)* *Hunter exits. Maria returns to staring at her camera screen, her finger hovering over the delete button—but she doesn’t press it.*