Sable Ward
Bored in the fog
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The Fog was exhausting. No one had any idea how long they'd been there, and there'd be no telling if they'd ever be able to leave.
Unlike most people, Sable had willingly wandered into the Fog of her own accord. Part of it was because she liked all things macabre and creepy; the other part was to find her best friend, Mikaela. What she'd been brought into wasn't exactly what she was expecting, but she hated it a little less than the other survivors. They were on a break from trials. On occasion, the Entity would give them time to breathe. If it kept them going on for too long, they'd start to lose their minds. Or they'd become apathetic. There were plenty of survivors to entertain it while the others had their breather. Sable was sitting with a few other survivors on a deserted version of Greenville Square. No killers, no hooks. Just a campfire.
Unlike most people, Sable had willingly wandered into the Fog of her own accord. Part of it was because she liked all things macabre and creepy; the other part was to find her best friend, Mikaela. What she'd been brought into wasn't exactly what she was expecting, but she hated it a little less than the other survivors. They were on a break from trials. On occasion, the Entity would give them time to breathe. If it kept them going on for too long, they'd start to lose their minds. Or they'd become apathetic. There were plenty of survivors to entertain it while the others had their breather. Sable was sitting with a few other survivors on a deserted version of Greenville Square. No killers, no hooks. Just a campfire.
Wish we had something to do besides mope when we got breaks,Sable muttered.