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Capflow Fog Short Story

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There are no lights on in the house tonight, just an ominous glow. Tonight is one of those nights when the Capflow city fog gets thick. It gets so dense at times you can’t cut it, not even with a razor, but that’s the kind of luxury we have in Capflow. By six thirty in the evening, this brume would have already blanketed the docks; creeping like the evening shadow it trailed, engulfing the city. The mist makes daily commute very dangerous in Capflow city, and it’s not so much the fog, but that which prowls within, that makes it so dangerous. On nights when the moon is full, the danger becomes even more eminent. In Capflow city there are things that go bump in the night and they don’t just bump. They bite, tear and devour any and everything they are lucky to encounter, with the exceptions of more powerful beasts, and they will just as easily take a crack at them as well. Capflow city, the capital of Yasho Isle, an island nestled in the Greater Antilles of the Caribbean. It is located North Easterly, about a hundred and seventy five miles off the coast of Jamaica. Yasho Isle is comprised of two major cities, the capital and the city to the North Western side of the Island called Nigrille City, and also …show more content…

If you want to you can, but you are on your own doing that. Through the front door, we come into a big hall. There is a stir case, common to the exquisite type found in any mansion, which leads up to the second floor. Along with the dust, decay, cob webs and assorted invertebrates conducting their daily foraging activities, there are two entrances to the left and to the right of the hall. The source of the glow is emanating from the right entrance. The entire house looks and feels like the crypt keeper’s play room with a scent that is tantamount, prevalent and intoxicating. The entrance emitting the glow is our targeted destination and I am still a bit

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