[ Even though Daisy hasn't been especially close with anyone in Milton yet, she still craves being around others. She might not know these people, but as far as she can tell, all of them are as trapped here as she is, and there's a connection in that if nothing else. They're all of them dealing with this same trauma, and they all have to work together to figure out how to protect themselves and each other.

Reaching out, she picks up one of those cans of food stored in the room, turning it in her hand without really seeing it. Her hands have to stay busy, but her thoughts are elsewhere. ]

My friend, Fitz, made me watch it in this big horror movie marathon. I couldn't look at a TV again the same way for weeks... [ Her voice trails off, quiet following as she struggles with the wave of longing for that long-ago time when things were easier and they'd been different people. But she shakes it off after a moment, forcing her focus back to the here and now as she replaces the can on the shelf. ] A creepy ghost girl crawls out of the TV to attack her victims, and they all end up looking like they've literally been scared to death. Kind of like the people here, but nowhere near as extreme.