The Mist
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Prologue - When the Mist Comes
They say the mist is a warning.
A whisper from the other world.
A veil that drapes the sky in silence before the screaming begins.
When the mist arrives, the others are close behind-massive, cruel, and hungry.
They bring death.
They bring darkness.
And sometimes... they take.
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