It's a hypothetical question—thinking aloud by reflex. There on the biting cold back step, Maureen draws the coat a little tighter about herself and huffs out a breath. It fogs before her face, and the dissipates, as insubstantial as this or any other theory she's had for the past month is.
"I think," she says. "That we don't know what we don't know, right? Maybe we are the only ones that came from other places or know some thing's off. But I doubt it. Otherwise why bother punishing anyone? I just think that maybe it's a mistake to assume that everyone else here is so different from us."
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It's a hypothetical question—thinking aloud by reflex. There on the biting cold back step, Maureen draws the coat a little tighter about herself and huffs out a breath. It fogs before her face, and the dissipates, as insubstantial as this or any other theory she's had for the past month is.
"I think," she says. "That we don't know what we don't know, right? Maybe we are the only ones that came from other places or know some thing's off. But I doubt it. Otherwise why bother punishing anyone? I just think that maybe it's a mistake to assume that everyone else here is so different from us."