As the eerie mist thickened across the outcrop, the figure loomed in."l-l-listen, you don't have to do this ..."
"Do what, exactly" calmed the gray shape ... still advancing ...
"Wh-whatever it is you're doing"
-backing away, Never's heel found a small stone, sending him three
quarters of his height downwards.
He fell backwards and scrambled without pause back to his full
The shape, the gray imposer, was upon him ...