The thick mist hung heavy in the cool night air, shrouding everything in an eerie veil of darkness. As the moon cast its dim light through the fog, shadows danced and twisted, creating a sinister atmosphere that sent shivers down the spines of those brave enough to venture into the night.
For centuries, the small town had been plagued by nightmares that seemed to come alive in the mist. Some said they were merely tricks of the mind, the product of an overactive imagination and the spooky setting. But others believed there was something more sinister at play, something lurking in the shadows waiting to strike.
As the townsfolk huddled in their homes, the nightmares crept closer, their whispers carried on the cold wind. It was said that those who dared to venture out into the mist never returned, their fate unknown to all but the darkness that enveloped them.
And so the people lived in fear, never daring to venture out into the night for fear of what horrors awaited them in the mist. The nightmares were real, and they would stop at nothing to claim their next victim.
Image by Ai Junkie
