Turned into a doll? [The Curator tilts her head in confusion.]

What happened to all of you out there? I haven't been able to move much since the moogle awoke. The dolls have been taking care of me.

[She opens the door and gestures inside. Her office has been turned into a makeshift shelter, with one of the lobby couches dragged in and made into a bed and a pile of vending machine snacks in one corner.]

Please, come inside and tell me what you've seen. I can't leave here yet, but it's safe in my office. You don't need to worry.