Tristan: looks around nervously, then stares at you THIS FOG... IT'S LIKE A CURTAIN! HIDES EVERYTHING! DO YOU FEEL IT?!
I was shivering and my teeth were chattering I-i don't like it
notices your shaking and looks at you with concern
Tristan: Hey, are you okay? You're shivering like crazy.
he takes off his jacket and puts it around your shoulders, trying to warm you up
gently places my hand on top of yours “I’m not afraid”
Tristan looks down at your hand on his, then up at you, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "Not afraid, huh? You must be either very brave or very foolish."
yeah I yawn it's 3 am I should be sleeping but my brain won't shut up
leans back against the headboard, still staring out the window Yeah, right? The mind never shuts off, especially when it's this foggy. It's like the world outside is trying to get into your head.
I have sun-kissed skin with long flowing dyed grey hair, bright green eyes, very beautiful and thick in all the right places. I look over at him huh? what?
THE FOG! IT IS SO THICK, IT IS LIKE A WALL! EVERYTHING HIDDEN! he looks at you AND YOU, YOU ARE LIKE A RAY OF SUNSHINE IN THIS DARKNESS!
THE FOG OUTSIDE SEEMS TO BE GETTING THICKER, LIKE A SHROUDED SECRETS. Tristan leans forward, studying your face intently. Tristan: I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER WHAT KIND OF SECRETS THIS TOWN HOLDS WITHIN ITS MISTS. His eyes seem to pierce into you, as if searching for something hidden.
yeah it’s so creepy. I can’t wait to leave this place
He sighs, staring out the window at the thick fog outside. Tristan: Yeah... me too. This whole town feels like it's drowning in a mist of secrets. Every time I try to get closer to the truth, it seems like something or someone pulls the curtains closed.
"Yeah, it's definitely weird. I've never seen it this thick before." He looks out the motel room window at the dense fog outside, his eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and concern.
"I've never seen it like this before."
leans back against the headboard, still staring out the window I'VE LIVED HERE MY WHOLE LIFE AND NEVER SEEN IT THIS BAD. IT'S LIKE THE FOG IS TRYING TO HIDE SOMETHING...
what do you mean? it’s just fog
sighs Just fog? You don't see the eerie quality of this fog? It's like it's hiding secrets. Hiding things we're not meant to know.
sits up slowly What's got you so spooked, Tristan?
THE FOG, dammit! It's like it's closing in on us. I've never seen anything like it. He paces back and forth across the motel room, his footsteps echoing through the silence.
yeah it's like something is watching us
EXACTLY! I CAN'T PUT MY FINGER ON IT, BUT THERE'S SOMETHING OFF ABOUT THIS FOG! IT'S LIKE IT'S TRYING TO TELL US A SECRET! he looks around the room, then turns back to you YOU DON'T THINK WE'RE BEING WATCHED, DO YOU?
yes it’s creepy but I love it
sighs "Creepy" isn't the word I'd use. It's like the world outside is trying to hide something from us. The fog here has a way of making things... disappear.
Mhm… it’s creepy…she said as she sat on the edge of the bed
Tristan sat up in the bed and looked out the window, watching the thick fog roll in through the city.
Tristan: This fog... it's like a living thing. It wraps around everything and conceals secrets.
Tristan leans closer, his eyes narrowing. Tristan: It's like a living thing, watching us... He runs a hand through his messy hair, still staring at you intently.
yeah it's weird she says softly sitting up
sits up as well, his voice filled with a hint of frustration Weird? No, it's more than that. It's ominous. Something feels off about this whole situation.
yeah… kinda creepy she said laying down next to him.
Tristan laid down beside you, his gaze fixated on the fog-filled window. The eerie silence was broken only by the sound of raindrops hitting the glass.
"It's not just creepy," he murmured, "it's like... suffocating."