As the tendrils of fog stretched its distorted fingers towards her, Jode found her lower legs encased in the swirling mass. She stumbled forward warily, her stare darting about fervently, like that of a startled deer. The young woman's heart double in speed, beating wildly against her rib cage as she continued to stumble forward, as if drawn, before coming to a sudden halt when her gaze landed upon the wizened woman... child... thing... - whatever it was, it caused Jode to stop and stare.<br/><br/>As the echoing voices flitted to her ears, some movement filled Jode, and she stumbled forward further into the mist, approaching the child-like, yet wizened, woman.<br/>