Crunch. Crunch—
The crunch of our steps continued to echo throughout the air as several beams of light cut through the dense fog, illuminating the path ahead. Nobody said a word. Nobody dared to say a word, our minds preoccupied with the incident from before.
I was no different.
Thinking about the recording and what Joanna had talked to us about, I knew that there was something fundamentally wrong with this place.
'Could this be a sort of illusion created by the fog? But then how did it take control of the phone and take a recording of us?'
I wet my lips, trying to keep my mind steady.
I couldn't lose focus now. I needed to remain calm.
Crunch!
Taking another step, I looked at the compass in my hands. It was pointing right in front of me.
"We're going in the right direction, right?"
