There I sat and the fog rolled in and I didn't know what was to come. What was hidden in the fog? What did the fog have to offer? Whatever it was I was scared. Something would come, whether I had a chance against it I did not know. Would I be able to subdue it and come out on top or would it swallow me whole leaving me nonexistent, or maybe just damaged. Maybe severely damaged. There was nothing I could do I was stuck. Maybe if I had not abandoned it would all be different.