Nothing like the carnival has happened before. Being trapped in isolated communities outside of Mayfield with little or nothing to eat or drink and the possibility of physical harm, on the other hand, is nothing new.

[he makes a soft sound of annoyance, looking back into the church and placing his hands on his hips.] I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Esther's quick thinking won't be anywhere near enough to keep things from going sour. I've told this to Cain, but often in situations like these, only a small handful of survivors make it to the very end of the stay.