The mist rose slightly, revealing a short red haired teenaged girl.
She struggled under a red plaid backpack, and wore a black sweater and jeans with no shoes.
There was a pencil tucked behind her ear, and it appeared as though her glasses had slid down to the tip of her nose, though she gave no notice.
She looks up and smiles, “Howdy, fancy seeing you here.”
Suddenly she turns her head as though she had heard something, and glanced back at you, her smile still firmly in place before turning back, into the mist.
A thought crosses your mind that she might not have been entirely sane…..