A short street between two busy highways of traffic is where it all begins. A black carriage with a lone horse and driver wait, it's lone patron sitting inside the darkened carriage, not seeable from anyone who would pass by.
He went to check his pocket watch when a young woman turned from one of the two busy highways onto the street and walks forward, heading towards the next street. Her red curly long hair and green eyes lit up the darkened street as a white fog encased around her feet, making only her matching red dress seeable and her boots to disappear.
The man inside the carriage let his gloved black hand out of the window, gesturing for the women to come inside and opened the door for her. The driver stepped off his place and helped the women inside before he jumped back up and snapped the reins, the horse going forward.
And as the carriage drove on, the fog surrounds the carriage until it almost vanished from sight.