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The hopeless shout John let out just in case that anyone would respond proved to be fruitful, much to his relief. The voice seemed to come from a lady, probably one in her twenties if he had to estimate. "Oh, thank god." He let out a sigh as the realization that he wasn't alone took hold. Though...

[I]'Should I listen or should I go forward? Staying here is dreadful, but going forward is also scary. What the hell should I do?'[/I] He chose to walk. The claustrophobic dread of being alone in a foggy area like that was too taxing on his mind. Moving closer to the voice while she's walking closer to him would speed things up a tad.

"Just wanted to get some food and look where that got me. I should've just stayed inside and followed my usual habits. They haven't betrayed me yet at least." Muttering to himself provided a modicum of comfort that he really needed at the moment. 

Straining his eyes, he saw two hazy figures through the mist. He sped up his pace a little bit with his brain blaring warning signals to him. He heard a single voice, so why are there two figures? He neared closer to those two figured with bated breath.

"What the hell..." Amazingly enough, he didn't scream and completely lose his shit over the two figures that became clear. He did however lose the strength to stand and fall on his ass. A monstrous creature that barely resembled an insect and a midget of a woman that was laughing herself silly. The sheer ridiculousness of this scene and how it seemed to pound at his sanity forced John to his feet. He stood up and spoke before even catching his breath.

"Just what the hell is this?!"

[@Smike]