The Fog

Chapter 3

I walks into my mother's room. "Mom I think you have some explaining to do."

"You're right, I do," She replies "You're gonna wanna sit down for this," she motions for me to sit down on her bed. I sit down and nod for her to continue. She sighs and continues. "Years ago before you were born I met a man, he was the most charming man I met his name was Ethan. We spent so much time together and eventually stated dating. We eventually became engaged and then I had you. He was strange though and I questioned him about it but everytime he would tell me it was because he came from a strange land. I'd ask him where but he'd never tell me because he said I wouldn't know of it, so I'd put it off. After you were born everything was perfect until you were 5, then he disappeared without a trace. I tried everything to get a hold of him but it never worked. I got a letter 5 months after he left telling me he loved me but to remarry and forget him as he did not deserve me because he was a horrible person. So I did and married Matt, Hunter's dad. Somehow I think this is Ethan's doing. You can't go back into that fog, who knows what will happen."

I look at my mom shocked. I take a few moments to process what she told me. This Ethan was my dad and he was possibly the one causing this. "I will go back, I have to stop this." I reply and walk out of her room. The sun was setting outside so I made dinner for me, Nichole, and mother. The table was quite while we ate and after we finished me and Nicole cleaned up the kitchen. I made sure Nichole was comfortable in the living room and went to bed. In the morning I was going to leave and go back into the fog. I had to figure out what was going on.

I woke up a little bit before the sun rose and packed a couple changes of clothes, some non perishable food and a notebook. I grabbed all my knives, my mothers AR-15, and a couple pistols. I placed the knives on my belt and 1 of the pistols in a thigh holter and the other 2 in shoulder holster. The AR had a strap that went across my body. I decided that a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top with a flannel shirt and my boots was the most sensible thing to wear. Finally the sun rose, I kissed my mother's forehead and left making sure to tape a note on the front door explaining everything to them. With that I got in my truck and drove towards the bridge. I parked my truck and walked towards the bridge ready for anything. I had been trained for years to properly handle any weapon and I was a very good hunter. Except now I'm the one being hunted, hopefully I can defend myself against whatever the fog contains.