Snippet #1995938

Adrian
When the fog entered the dingy office, it did not take long before Adrian passed out of it. Whether it was from the fog or his exhaustion, he did not know that night. When he opened his eyes he saw himself and everyone else dressed elegantly in modern setting bar. He found himself sitting at a table mysteriously nursing a bottle in his hand. "What the hell?" He said as he looked at the bottle in shock as he dropped the bottle and it rolled off the table. The bottle cracked on the floor with broken glass and its spilled contents spreading around. Adrian looked up at the bar and saw that the bartender looked familiar, it looked like Mark. It was Mark! The images changed before him and he saw people screaming and running. "No!" he shouted as he shook himself awake, sweat drenching around his face. Adrian took a minute to get his bearings before realizing he was still in the office with Rainie, he also noted that the distance between them had closed a tiny bit then before they passed out due to the fog. "What the hell?" He rubbed his face trying to comprehend the dream.

Elena
Elena had fell back, releasing her grip from Cur when the fog had finally descended upon the town. She noted of the images she saw tonight were of her dressed elegantly in a gown in a bar with modern like settings. She was mostly standing beside herself on one end of the bar where she saw the bus driver from earlier serving as a bartender and a drunk man hit Tommy. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Cur's face tort in rage upon Tommy being hit.

Upon waking she heard scratching upon the roof, Elena looked over and saw Cur drawing all across the roof. Her eyes traveled upon the first image and then the second image Cur drew. When her eyes saw the third, they widened, "Oh my god."