EVENT - Ellenium Mists

[of_promitto]

 

The fog starts normally enough, fairly innocuous and common to an island surrounded by a turbulent sea. It's a light mist, rolling in from the salt water waves, gently blanketing all of Promitto in a soft haze. Yet instead of evaporating with the rise of the sun it only thickens-- and then things get, well, strange. 

First, you might just get a bit turned around trying to explore the city; nothing debilitating, but aggravating to be sure. Even if you're not prone to getting lost, you'll find your sense of direction is muddled now. Then come the malfunctions. Lights won't turn on, or will do so randomly, radios may whine to life or sputter with static, and the Steamgears are suddenly very unreliable. They might stop working all together. 

And then you hear the voices. Some are intelligible, unknown and far away-- but some are heartbreakingly familiar. Loved ones, lost friends, someone you used to know, calling from deeper in the mist. Crying, screaming, speaking softly and beckoning you on. Do you dare follow them? 

There are also the shadows that seem to shift and crawl through the heavy fog. Scraping, dragging, something like claws against the fine stone of the streets. Are they real, or just phantoms, illusions caused by minds filling in the blanks? Do any of you have the nerve to get close enough to find out?