Clementine:
I pushed through the lobby doors and stepped out into the cold air, leaving Sector 13 behind.
I did not want to deal with those monsters.
They were not part of my task. Still, I knew this place was called the dark side of the north for a reason.
I continued moving until the buildings changed and the street narrowed.
This area looked different from the one before.
It was so clear that anyone could tell they had entered another part of the territory.
Fog gathered along the ground. It was thicker than before. A sign hung from a bent pole.
The Misty Corners.
I noticed several streets spreading out like a jigsaw puzzle, almost like a maze.
I stepped forward, tightening my grip on the pendant. I did not know why I still held on to it.
I rubbed my arms and looked around. I decided to hang the pendant from my pants and keep going while holding the knife in my hand.
The street stretched far, aligned with tall buildings. The windows of every building were dark.
Some were shattered. Some were covered from inside with curtains that had not moved in years.
Everything was so quiet here, almost like no life existed anymore, even after the monsters came.
I moved carefully along the sidewalk. The fog rose and fell around my legs, brushing against my thighs.
The air smelled different too, like something had been rotting, but not humans.
As I strolled farther, I took out the map and looked at the passage. I was still headed in the right direction.
Halfway through the street, I felt something shift behind me.
It was a very quiet movement, maybe a scrape of nails against the building’s concrete.
I turned quickly to check, but there was nothing. Just fog drifting back down and mixing with the rest.
My heartbeat quickened, and I began to hurry.
While I moved forward, I noticed something forming on the ground.
They were shadows.
Shadows with fog rising from them. One by one, the shadows started to take some kind of shape.
They did not seem to have feet.
They looked like human shadows at first, but they mixed with the fog again, and I could only see them because of the dark outlines on the ground.
I turned around again and expected the shadows to go flat.
However, they did not.
They started to rise from the ground, shaping into thin bodies.
Their faces slowly started to form. They had hollow eyes and a faint outline of a mouth, and there were dozens of them.
That was when I understood the urgency of getting out of here.
They lifted themselves off the ground like smoke being pulled upward.
Then they moved in strange ways that did not seem normal.


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