No. [She shakes her head, her distrust obvious.] I want to go back to my hiding spot. I can't -

I'm sorry.

[She takes in a deep breath.]

Look, all I know is we were out there surviving, you know? It was a group of us. We'd go through the ruins and scavenge. Some of us had guns we stole from an abandoned gun shop. To fight the monsters. We'd hide in buildings during the Stuff storms.

And then we met those soldiers and went along with them because they promised we'd be safe. But they lied.

They brought us here and there were these scientists. They talked about an experiment or something? That had to do with the Stuff. They wanted us for something. They said they needed us under control of something they called "The Anomaly" to get what they wanted.

They would...they would talk about us and what they wanted to do with us like we weren't even there in the room.

[She shakes her head.]

I didn't find this place right away. I wish I had. All the others...they started turning. Either into people from the TV show, or if they fought it, they sometimes turned into..something else.

[Her eyes tear up as she thinks of the people who were watching her back.]

I think I'm one of the last ones left. They don't deserve this. We always had each other backs.

[Now a few tears drip down her face and she quickly wipes them away like she's used to trying to act tough.]

And I couldn't even do anything.

[She sniffles and shoulders her bag of supplies.]

You can stay in the mall. It'll help you not turn. I'll even share supplies if you help me find stuff. But...it's just safer when I'm alone. I'll stay in my section, you stay in yours.

[It's a gracious offer from someone used to surviving in a wasteland.]