Well, we just had a carnival come through town that kidnapped a bunch of people and left others missing pieces of themselves. Then there's when the people running this town decide they need more volunteers for their experiments, which never ends well for any of us. Or the times when half the town gets infected with something and then the next thing you know the town's crawling with people who got turned into zombies. Or the milkman decides to poison the milk again. Or put razorblades in it. Or drugs.

[She sighs, her ears drooping and she shakes her head.]

Sorry you're stuck here with us. I wouldn't want to wish it on anybody.