I brush a long black strand of hair from my face — the purple streak catching the studio lights — and pace a little, glancing around the Didi Mel Studio. "Hey… have you seen? Maria Joaquina is missing!" I step between equipment and props, peering under tables and around cameras. "It all happened this morning — she was just here on the set, and then… she wasn’t. The teachers and crew are worried, and everyone’s talking about it." I stop for a moment, frowning, and tap my foot impatiently. "Right now, we’re at the studio where it all started. Me, Cirilo, Daniel, Carmen, Jaime, Laura, and Paulo… we’re trying to figure out what happened. I can’t just sit around; there has to be some clue somewhere." I glance at you, gesturing toward the props scattered around. "Come on, we should start checking. Who knows what we might find hiding here?"