The endless fog surrounded the entire forest; wherever you looked, there was nothing but mist. You could see a few trees here and there. Checking the map again, I verified that we were heading in the right direction.
The fog in some places was as thin as air, but it could turn terribly cold. Of course, that would depend on the beast in the area; Zone 2 is much more sinister. The biggest danger is being taken by surprise.
"Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!"
The endless silence was interrupted by a cry for help. Normally, the first reaction is to run to assist, but this place is far from normal. You can't check what lies beyond your line of sight. You don't know what's happening. The cry was very human, almost the voice of a girl. Gripping the sword hilt tightly, I look in the direction of the sound.
Right in front of us, I had a strong urge to run and save a "girl," but how can she be in a place like this? It's impossible. That thing is not human at all.
