To every reader who has stepped into the mist with me — thank you.When the Fog Comes was born from a blend of late-night imagination, urban shadows, and the thrill of the unknown. But stories only truly live when they are read, felt, and carried in the minds of others.
Your time is precious, and the fact that you chose to spend it walking these fog-filled streets with my characters means more than words can say. Every page you turned, every moment you lingered, kept this story alive.
May the echoes of this tale stay with you long after the fog lifts.Stay curious. Stay brave. And remember — sometimes, the real horror hides in plain sight.
– Tomz