4. The Fog Forest
I flung myself on the lukewarm, lifeless ground, my palms sheltering my drown-with-tears face over my lacklustre eyes. My visage was completely drizzly with tears and my cheek was entirely swollen. I felt waterlogged, so filled and flooded with tears, as heavy and unmanageable as a ship. I pressed both eyelids together tightly and opened them, taking a deep breath and sighing heavily. I squatted, my fingers gripping my knee firmly next to my dead parents. The tears couldn't stop running down and dropdown. Each teardrop felt as if my heart was burnt and ended into ash.
Somehow, any other vehicle would pass by at any time. I couldn't gaze at my dead parents. Dark soon began to spread over and I was there in the fog, drowsy. I hunkered down on the side of the road, waiting for other flashlights to arrive glowing in the fog. Dark soon began to spread over and I soon dawn time began. I was there in the fog, somnolent with slumberous half-opened eyes, my face sticky with dried-up tears. No flashlights beamed.
Suddenly, I saw a rectangular portal along with thin white lights surrounded in the edges across the other side of the road. I stood puzzled, frowning and going towards it slowly. As I stepped in it, it clunked infinitely. I entered into it exploring, my sights rooming around, the lights glowing in my eyes. Jimmy was on my arms, sleeping with suffering. Abruptly, all went away, vanished and forest in fog could appear, a fog forest. I felt my heart skipping and my eyes opened widely. I was in total aghast of panic. The thin towering trees were blanketed into clouds of fogs, the tranquil forest swaddled in a web of a poltergeist-white mist. It was eerily silent. The ghastly cadaverous vapour puffing up the atmosphere. It was a maze of mist.
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