Original Mythos (Fog)

A creep in the fog.

I live in California, so we almost never get fog but several nights we’ve had it pea-soup thick. I couldn’t let this rare opportunity pass, so I went out driving at night.

First up was an Elementary School close by, this is its parking lot:

This was just a random intersection, I thought the green light in the back looked pretty cool so I snapped this:



Near my friends’ house, I started getting a strange feeling. Like the one you get from being followed… never found out why:



This is when I started to head back out of fear. I didn’t know if I’d ever been able to snap photos in this fog again, so I kept taking them:



On the road home, I was definitely worried but I still didn’t know why, so I took one last shot before heading home.



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Another night, more fog.

One quick test shot in the garage, things already felt strange:

Through the alleyway that leads to the Gelson’s parking lot, another test:



The actual parking lot of the market, just dead:



Once again, the elementary school… something was reaching:



The urge for another picture lead to other things:



An... unexpected unveiling:



In a panic, unknown streets, fog took all vision. Genuinely lost. Continue?:



Further into the black, obscure lights:



Under a lamp, one last memoir:



The car stopped, the engine revved but to no avail. The battery was the last look into the infinite abyss. He knew this was his stop.



("Sire Oblivion")