The fog is here. It's not just creeping anymore it's seeping, pouring into my skin, filling the cracks between my thoughts. The children are back, those eyeless faces, mouths locked in silent screams that tear through my mind. I try to peel the skin away, slowly, carefully, to let the ants escape. They’re squirming under there, gnawing, desperate for freedom.


But the fog... the fog doesn’t let go. It wraps around me like wet, decaying flesh, sinking its teeth into my bones. The faces... oh god, the faces are floating in the air, grinning with mouths too wide, too empty.

Tonight, the fog was thicker than usual, swallowing the moonlight and casting long, warped shadows. Berk felt a strange pull, as though something was calling him, beckoning him into the mist. His feet moved on their own, carrying him toward the unknown.

As he entered, the silence was oppressive. Even his footsteps were swallowed by the fog, soundless, as if the air itself was too thick to allow noise. The farther he walked, the more he realized that something was wrong. The landscape began to twist, the shapes of the trees bending unnaturally, their branches curling like skeletal hands. The fog grew colder, biting at his skin, seeping into his bones.

Then, he heard it.

A whisper.

rep - taught me what munting was when I was a minor

Berk=Steve(minecraft)\

FINAL ENTRY: I see the children with no eyes in the fog, they are screaming in agony. all i can do is slowly peel back my skin to release the ants. the fog is here. They're back, the faces in the air. THE VOICE UNDER MY SCALP. Do not run from the fog. Do not ever run from the fog. Stay in the fog. the fog is near, i need to go now. LEAVE GET OUT OF MY HEAD MY SKIN THE VOICES WON'T LEAVE. The fog, stay in the fog. It's so warm and loving. Don't ever leave the fog, come join us in the fog. MY SKIN IS MELTING MY SKIN IS MELTING MY SKIN IS MELTING MY SKIN IS MELTING MY SKIN IS MELTING MY SKIN IS MELTING they're behind your eyes they're behind your eyes see the children with no eyes in the fog, they are screaming in agony. all i can do it slowly peel back my skin to release the ants. the fog is back my skin to release the ants. the fog is here. They're back, the faces in the air. DO not run from the fog