Run: 2026-10-09-01M4FYP0N3K39N6PDG0XKVV41D

**Scene: The Corner Café, Alborn, MN. Late afternoon. Isabella sits by the window, turning her camera over in her hands. Hunter pushes through the door, scanning the room, and crosses to her table.** **VOICE SHEET** **Isabella:** "Scusi, ma non ho ancora visto il menu." *(Excuse me, but I haven't seen the menu yet.)* **Hunter:** "I'm not here for the menu. Detective Hunter. I'm looking into what happened out at Kessler's orchard on Saturday night. You were out there with that camera, right? The sheriff's deputy said a witness saw a woman with a camera near the north rows." **Isabella:** "Mi dispiace, non capisco. Ero solo qui a fotografare... poi ho sentito le urla. Non riesco a smettere di tremare." *(I'm sorry, I don't understand. I was only here taking photos... then I heard the screams. I can't stop trembling.)* **Hunter:** *(pauses, leans forward)* "Okay. Slow down. I need to know what you saw." **Isabella:** "Sono tornata alle file di alberi perché volevo la luce dell'alba. C'era un uomo con una lanterna. Poi la lanterna si è spenta e... e non c'era più nessuno." *(I went back to the tree rows because I wanted the dawn light. There was a man with a lantern. Then the lantern went out and... and there was nobody there anymore.)* **Hunter:** "Nobody? Ma'am, I'm going to need you to—" **Isabella:** *(sliding the camera across the table, tapping the screen)* "Guardi. Questa è la foto. L'ho scattata prima che si spegnesse. Guardi la mano." *(Look. This is the photo. I took it before it went out. Look at the hand.)* **Hunter:** *(squinting at the screen, shaking his head)* "I can't read any of that. Is that a date? Hold on." *(He taps the screen, zooming in on a blurred figure in the rows.)* "Okay, that's a person. Is that the lantern?" **Isabella:** "Sì, sì! E questo è il cappotto rosso di Martha Greer. L'ho riconosciuto. Lei è scomparsa la stessa notte, vero? Lo sanno tutti in paese." *(Yes, yes! And that's Martha Greer's red coat. I recognized it. She disappeared that same night, right? Everyone in town knows.)* **Hunter:** *(stiffens slightly)* "Martha Greer. Yeah. That's one of the three." *(He pulls out a notepad.)* "Look, I really need you to tell me this in English, or get someone who speaks it to translate. Is there anyone with you?" **Isabella:** "Non ho nessuno qui. Sono venuta per studiare, non per questo. Per favore, mi creda. Ho paura che sia stato lui a..." *(I have no one here. I came to study, not for this. Please, believe me. I'm afraid it was him who...)* **Hunter:** *(gently, holding up a hand)* "I hear you. I do. You're scared, and that's fair. I just can't follow what you're saying. Can you point? Did the man go toward the barn?" **Isabella:** *(nods quickly, pointing at the photo, then at the window, then at the far side of the street)* "Verso il fienile. Sì. Il fienile vecchio." *(Toward the barn. Yes. The old barn.)* **Hunter:** *(writing, repeating under his breath)* "Old barn. Okay." *(He looks up.)* "Can you write it down for me? A name, anything?" **Isabella:** *(hesitates, then takes a pen and writes a few words on a napkin, pushing it across the table)* "Ecco. Non so il suo nome. Ma so cosa ho visto." *(Here. I don't know his name. But I know what I saw.)* **Hunter:** *(reads the napkin, frowns, then folds it into his jacket)* "Alright. Look, I'm going to get this translated tonight. Stay in town, don't go back to the orchard, and don't post those photos anywhere yet, understand?" **Isabella:** "Capisco. Non le preoccupi." *(I understand. Don't worry.)* **Hunter:** *(his phone buzzes. He glances at the screen and winces.)* "I have to take this. Stay put. Don't wander off." **Isabella:** *(nodding, clutching the camera to her chest)* "Vada. Ma faccia attenzione." *(Go. But be careful.)* **Hunter:** *(already walking toward the door, phone to his ear)* "Hunter. Yeah. Where? ...Give me ten minutes." **Isabella:** *(softly, to herself, as the door closes)* "Ha capito niente, vero?" *(He didn't understand anything, did he?)* **[END SCENE]**