Go back to where you came from, or at least hide in the woods until it passes.”
Soon I was alone in the middle of the road and I looked around, puzzled, wondering what to do. I kept walking and soon the fog became so compact that I could barely see a few steps ahead of me. In fact, from my little knowledge of female psychology, I think she was flattered. the smell was so intoxicating that I thought I was going to die of pleasure as I inhaled it. And the smell… In fact, from my little knowledge of female psychology, I think she was flattered. My grandfather didn’t want to tell me because he said about this hamlet that it’s always surrounded by fog, and besides, none of the people who went there have ever returned. “Run!” they also shouted as they passed me.
