"...maybe they ignore us because we breathe what's in the fog. That mist. It does something to us inside. We're not dead, but would you argue that being animate is sufficient to call it life?.. I don't feel cold, but it isn't like I'm not cold... Like I can't, I can't feel the cold anymore. Or heat. I wouldn't know it if I froze or caught fire.
"Maybe I'm just crazy, I'dunno. I'm just observing what I'm pretty sure I'm seeing and hearing, but you've probably heard what They say about being crazy. Would you know? How would I tell if I was? So, all I can really do is stay."