His warning repeats in your head. It's coming for you. He knew who you were, somehow. And that you aren't safe.
"I just saw the quarry worker," you tell Diego. There's no response. You try saying it again, concentrating on each word. It's like trying to wake yourself up from a lucid dream.
"What happened with him?" Diego asks. At least you think that's what he's asking.
"He tried to kill himself but couldn't go through with it. He said it's coming for me. I think he means the Fog Beast."
"Jesus, okay, you'd better move on to the next thing then," Diego says.
Hovering just over the edge of the quarry, the gray door reappears.
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