As they neared Ferry Island, the mood shifted, because they could now see it_ the permanent mist. It had truly moved just slightly outside the confines of the town, like it was rumored. The drones they had sent out had brushed past it from above and continued on without making a stop.
It was darker, thicker and vast than regular mist standing in the distance like a living wall, patient and hungry. The wind traveled through it and mournful sounds came from the inside. The mist shifted slightly in the wind, almost as if it knew they were coming and was welcoming them.
"What do you think is inside it?" Nimo asked quietly, breaking the silence.
Sunshine sighed, long and tired. "Nothing good," she said. While it did have some things inside that were good for superhumans and humans, it was dangerous. Too dangerous to be considered a good thing.
She wondered if the watchers were in there, amused by her journey to the town. Maybe they were watching and waiting to enjoy the chaos.
