"The park has something bad in it. Or will. Or both." She says it quickly and with just a small speck of fear in her voice. The things she's seen and heard at the park definitely have left her more than a bit shaken. It's unsettling, all the more so because she can't quite figure out what it means. There's very little she likes less than not knowing what something means.


"Yes. I think they know much more than they say. But I don't know if they'll tell us things." Nobody seems too keen on telling anyone anything. In some ways she can understand it. Information is powerful and it's also hard to know who to trust with too much. Or who might get compromised. At the same time it just seems to be making things needlessly complicated.

"There are probably other people here who know other things too. People like us and people not like us. But we're all paranoid now. Or maybe before too for some people." Some people clearly came here already riding the very paranoid train. "If all of us could completely work together..." They'd stand much more of a chance. At least in her opinion. Instead it seems like everyone's got their own circle of people they trust and that they work with. There's some overlap but she's not certain how prevalent it is.