As I stepped out into the fog, I noticed that Murphy was carrying two radios."What are those for?" I asked. "I hope you won't have to find out, but here, take one, and don't lose it." He said handing me a small portable radio. "Now follow me and stay aware of what's happening around you." Thus we continued our venture into the fog, until I tripped over something. Standing up, I noticed it was a gravestone, upon reading it I noticed a name that seemed very familiar,Here lies James Sunderland, "What the hell?" I asked looking to Murphy for an explanation. "Don't let it get to you, in this town you're going to see things, things that look like they're straight out of a nightmare. Whatever you do though, don't get caught in the darkness, what you see will drive you insane. Now, here is your choice, you can dig up this grave and discover what you truly are, or you can continue to town and look for your dead wife, the choice is yours." Murphy solemnly stated. "I want to continue, if that's fine with you." I answered. So we continued through what appeared to be a cemetery until we reached an iron gate. Murphy quickly produced a key and unlocked it, motioning for me to continue through it, so I proceeded and heard a loud clang as the gate shut behind continued down a dirt path much like the one I traveled upon my arrival in this weird place.
After what felt like a solid hour of walking we reached another gate, which Murphy again unlocked motioning me to continue, after I stepped through the gate, I heard it clang with the words, "This is as far as I go, I already made my journey, now you must make yours, Godspeed Mr. Sunderland." I looked back to see nothing but mist where Murphy had been. Gathering my wits I paced forward with his warning still in my mind.
Author's note:What will await our friend James in town? What will become of Murphy? I'll try to post at least one chapter a day. Special thanks to my girlfriend for her support and help with this, and to another friend for following this regularly.