There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.
Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.
Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.
It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts.
The clock tower rang loudly through the quiet town. Jasmine looked up at the sky, only to see that it was gray and hidden within the fog. Curious about the time, she looked at her phone.
“Just past three. And there’s nobody walking around?”
She had to admit that walking around all day through fog would be an annoying thing to deal with, but surely there would have been public town workers out and about to help people get around—she didn’t even see any crossing guards.
She kept looking around and stopped when she saw a bright blue light.
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