Ariadne waved off Sabé's concern. She'd never encountered anything so terrible she couldn't talk about it.

Even if losing Dean felt close.

"There was no water. All of the water in the pipes, in the rivers, in the lakes...all of it was gone. Turned to blood. People would try to prepare ahead of time, bottling as much water as possible. But it sometimes didn't work. Also, the sun didn't rise. It was night for the entire month."