[Her hands are empty. Good. Okay. Its a small comfort, enough for him to slowly lower his own arm and tuck it back around his chest with a grimace of pain.]

I don't know.

Something had to have done it, though. Something, or someone. We didn't go quarantining ourselves.

This place has enough horrifying things as it is, though. Guess it's hard not to say it's just the town's fault.