No, ma'am. We've encountered several infected humans, but other species haven't shown any symptoms and a perimeter sweep hasn't yielded anything in the last several days.

[ Not wanting to come up empty handed, John pulls out the plastic pink compact mirror. It sits awkwardly small in the palm of his massive hand. ]

And I found this when I arrived. It can't be coincidence.

[ The compact clicks open as he holds it out to Halsey, revealing a set of coordinates and a piece of heavy sketch paper folded into the powder well. ]