She couldn't help, but to shrug. 'I really can't say that I've heard of those people,' she said, her fingers playing with the napkin on the table. Vaguely she wondered if Sam ever heard of those people before as well.
'Yeah, this town is weird...very weird. Memories aren't even the same for people, among other things. I don't know if I can say I like being here.' But, it certainly beat dying, when now, really thinking about it, she was afraid of dying.