Doctor Munigant does not answer, nor does the grandmotherly shrink reappear.<br/><br/>On the other hand, someone's scratched some sort of bizarre design in the restroom door.  It looks kind of like one of those magic circles from a cheesy 80's movie about the occult or something...and trying to focus on it brings on a vision-blurring headache in a hurry.<br/><br/>+++<br/><br/>Trying to divine the direction of the church bell is next to impossible in this fog.  It's certainly not nearby, or so Alexander would guess.  Following the shadowy figure in the fog might be marginally more useful at the moment.<br/><br/>Maybe.  This place is strange.<br/><br/>+++<br/><br/>Hastening toward the last place he saw the figure, Zach finds a bright red smear on the pavement as if someone filled a man-sized sponge with thick red paint and dragged it along the asphalt for some thirty feet in a loose, sloppy arc around the corner.<br/><br/>Oh.  Wait.  Paint doesn't smell coppery.<br/><br/>He gets another glimpse in the fog of the thing moving, stumbling along away from him, deeper into the mist.  And his cell phone is spitting static once again.