"No." You shake your head along with that. "No trucks or any other vehicles."
"Okay!" She tosses the paper. "That's half of it right there. If you weren't hit by a truck, that makes this short. Did you arrive here intentionally, or, um, an accident?"
She inclined her head at you, nose quivering in little sniffs. "We get both sometimes. Mistakes happen, I know the feeling."