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((Here we go! I thought the easiest way would be to start with us already being together - probably having only met a few days ago, but I left it ambiguous in case either of you wanted to do a different thing.))

"-itizens are advised--- --ndoors until-- --- ngerous--" Vernon sighed, exsasperated, and turned the radio off. It was the same thing, every time. Almost all the stations were dead at this point, and the few that werent all broadcast the same warning message on repeat. most of them were probably empty, by this point. He couldnt imagine anyone surviving in those places that long. All the stations would probably go dead, eventually. Still, he had to keep checking, on the offchance that someone, anyone else came through. Some part of him hoped, and dreaded in equal measure, that he might turn it one day and hear Avery or the twins. They'd been out of state the last hed spoken to them, but with communications down he had no way of knowing where they were now. He could only hope it wasnt here.
A soft, steady beeping broke the relative silence. He dug into his coat pocket flicked his phone alarm off and checked the time. 5am.

He glanced towards the store front. He'd boarded it up as best he could, but the windows took up almost the entire wallspace, and he'd only been able to do so much. Outside, the fog shifted lazily, like a thick, dark ocean. Occasionally, a faint light flickered somewhere in the darkness. A streetlight from across the road, perhaps.
He stood slowly, stretched, and made his way cautiously towards the aisles near the back, preparing to do one last once-ovrer of the place. This little convenience store had already been emptied out, for the most part, but he'd found a few useful things, here and there.
Every little thing counted.

Axel was wandering aimlessly through the mist, arm grazed against the side of a building, peering into windows whenever he happened to feel his fingertips slide across them. Mostly human, though his teeth were sharp and ears more pointed, and though a long tail cascaded, he seemed almost unhuman as he wandered, trying to find shelter. He was lucky to be alive, truly, despite the deep gashes covering his body. At least he was still alive, yes, at least he was still alive.

Finally, he felt more glass, and peered in, seeing the retreating figure of somebody...a living person! Giving an excited gasp and then looking around, he knocked his fist on the glass, hoping to catch this figure's attention. Safety. He could get safety. No longer would he have to battle the creatures hidden in the mist around him.

The sobbing child sat in her arms as she cradled him close to herself. Eden and her young son still somehow survived through this living hell. The two stayed in the apartments above the small shop and Eden gathered supplies then it when needed. She feared that they would run out soon and have to find more places to hide for the time being. Looking out the widow Tyler saw something and cried more into his mother's chest. She shushed him to be quiet before placing him gently down on to the floor and looked out the window, seeing a mysterious shape. Turning back into the room she grabbed a shotgun she had found the other day and held it in her arms before walking out the apartment and locked the door so that her son would be safe from all harm... hopefully.

Going down the stairs she steadied herself against the wall as she walked down. Eden pointed the gun shakily at the door that leads into the little convenience store, one she got down the stairs she looked around in one spot, she saw a man "Don't move," She said, her voice shaken up.
Before she could do anything she heard knocking on glass. She snapped her stance and the point of the gun towards the front glass door.

As expected, he wasn't finding much. A small pack of batteries. A bottle of soda and some chips. A can of deodorant. He took it all, stuffing it unceremoniously into his backpack.
"Don't move."
Vernon froze as a voice came from behind him. He turned, slowly, to find a young woman pointing a gun at him. She looked shaken, but otherwise, largely unscathed. Had she been living here this entire time?
His own weapon - an old crowbar he'd found a few shops ago, was still resting by the counter. He'd been too careless.
He moved to raise his hands, to speak, when something knocked against the class behind him. He looked back, relaxing just slightly as he noted the shape behind the glass was, at the very least, human sized.

Out of the guns sight for now, Vernon took a moment to take stock of this new situation. The woman, he guessed, must have been living upstairs somewhere - probably just trying to defend herself then. The thing outside... it was, at the least, human shaped. If it was a monster, they could probably take it. If not..
She'd have time to escape, at least.
He started moving, slowly towards the entrance. "I'm going to open the door." he told the woman quietly. "Most of the things out there will attack outright, so if its hostile we'll know pretty soon." He reached slowly for his crowbar, with one hand, and for the door handle with the other, watching the woman out of the corner of his eye as he did so.
Crowbar at the ready, he opened the door.
It was a man. Injured, by the look of him, and something about him looked off. At the very least, he didn't seem hostile. For the time being, at least. "Haven't seen another human in two months," he muttered "was starting to think I might never." Vernon stepped back slightly, allowing him room to enter, but keeping his weapon at the ready in case he tried anything.

"Has it been that long?" She asked, lowering the gun as the new man stumbled in. Her heart was in her throat when she saw him, seeing that he wasn't fully human, the first thing saw was a tail and then pointed ears. She looked on curiously, what happened to him... 'it must have been the effect of being outside for too long' she thought to herself.
She stepped forward-looking at the two men trying to process everything that was happening.

"Who is that mommy...?" A weak voice called out from behind. Eden turned around and saw Tyler standing in the doorway. She rushed over to him and knelt holding his cheeks looking confused.

"How did you get out," She whispered to him, he looked down and held a key in his small hands. She remembered to now, Eden had given him a key to get out just in case of emergencies, she put down the gun and picked him up. They both watched the men on the other side of the shop.

Axel wandered in, breathing heavily, and looked at the other humans. "Thank you. Thank you." He croaked gratefully, throat sore and voice only a soft, barely audible rasp. "I was beginning to think that I was the last one left." He shook his head, knowing that honesty, they probably couldn't hear him. Not when he could no longer hear himself. Axel fell weakly to his knees, plainly exhausted, malnourished, and very much so dehydrated. Sure, he had been able to survive outside, but his luck didn't come without an extremely hefty price.

Eyes cast downward, he stared down at the floor, blinking, a bit disoriented by the bright colors of the store, something extremely abnormal compared to the stifling white mist outside, which blotted out all color as if somebody had photoshopped away the entire earth, or as if it simply just did not exist. Even the ground seemed nonexistent beneath his feet, and to be honest, it felt as if it wasn't there either. It was if he was only floating above the ground.

But now he felt that he was on steady turf again, and boy, what a surprise it was to be able to see his feet, especially since he had grown so used to just hoping they were still there, though the fire of pain that burned constantly through his entire body made it extremely difficult to tell.

After managing to pull himself together once again, he slowly stood up, leaning against the wall for support and looking at the others, odd eyes dark and lacking any luster, hair matted and skin coated with blood and grime. But hey, at least he was safe.

"probably longer." Vernon replied grimly, closing the door now that the man was inside, and giving him a look over, frowning at his bloody, malnourished state. "christ," he muttered "how long have you been without food? you look like shit." hooking his crowbar into his belt, he dug into his pack to search for whatever he might still have. "there used to be four of us," he said, glancing back at the woman as he searched "when things first started getting bad, we did much the same as you. locked ourselves up on the only floor the mist hadn't seeped into, hoarded up our supplies and tried to wait it out. Weren't as close to anything like this though, so our supplies ran out pretty fast. Then we didn't have any choice but to leave."

Eventually, he pulled out two crumpled looking protein bars. He handed them absently to the man and returned to his bag, this time withdrawing a large plastic bottle, half full of water. "they're gone now. Last one just up and walked away one night. Don't know why." he sighed, handing the bottle over to the man "that was two months ago. Couldn't tell you how long its actually been, I didn't start keeping track til I was alone." he straightened at last, giving the man another look over. "Cant do much about those injuries," he said matter of factly. "Used up all my medical supplies. There's a clinic a few blocks down we could try, if you think you can make it."

He looked back at the woman and her newly arrived child with hesitation. He couldn't blame her for keeping her distance, he supposed. Still, she couldn't stay here. Not now that the food was gone.
"You know you cant stay here," he said at last, quietly. "None of us can."

Axel took the food and water gratefully, listening to the others, smiling gently at the child who had walked downstairs. "About a week, honestly, though if you count since I ate anything other than snacks, Christ, I don't even know. But don't worry, I never intended to stay long. I'm hoping this mist isn't affecting everywhere, so the goal is to find the edge and escape. But I had to stop forging forwards when things started getting too bad, had to instead go and find shelter. But just give me time to rest, get back on my feet. And then I'll try to get out of your hair."

The man sighed heavily, looking around, noticing the lack of supplies in the store. "I was trying to find one of the mega-markets, to be honest. Surprisingly, most of them lack humans. Mostly because that's where the monsters like to hide out most. But at least even the bare building are rather well-sheltered. Mark my words, sir, if you leave this place, don't stay outside long. The mist, it does stuff to you. Warps your mind, and your senses, and everything you are, until it finally finds a hold in your body. Keep inside buildings as much as possible, walk under a tarp if you have to. I had another with me, believe it or not. My younger sister, Alice. I lost her about two weeks ago when she went absolutely mad and just...disappeared into the smog. I tried to find her, but I couldn't find a single trace. Couldn't even hear her scream. But it was the mist that did it to her, messed her mind up until she didn't know up from down or left to right. It'll kill you just as bad as the monsters taking refuge in it if you give it a chance, though I wonder how many of those monsters were human just like us?" He turned, looking unhappily at his odd tail.

"The mist it infects you. A few weeks ago, we were finding shelter and there was this man... " Eden spoke up since she didn't say anything for a little while. Tyler looked up to his mom and realised what she was about to say and covered his ears, he didn't want to relive the thing he saw a couple of weeks ago. The woman gulped "His eyes were melting off, he was screaming in agony crying out to us to help him but we couldn't... we just had to stand there and watch him die. There was smoke coming off from him and blisters starting to appear all over his skin and they popped. Blood and his insides blasted out from them..." She took a deep breath, trying to not let it playback in her mind "But I think there is somewhere safe that we can go. The man was mumbling something about a bunker?" She states, looking at Tyler and signalled that he could take his hands off from his ears.

"Also that clinic... it's empty. There was a monster there and it destroyed everything. We can't go there anymore..." She clarified "I do have some bandages upstairs though if you need them," She offered pointing back up the stairs.

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