A creep in the fog.
I live in California, so we almost never get fog but several nights we’ve had it pea-soup thick. I couldn’t let this rare opportunity pass, so I went out driving at night.
First up was an Elementary School close by, this is its parking lot:
This was just a random intersection, I thought the green light in the back looked pretty cool so I snapped this:
Near my friends’ house, I started getting a strange feeling. Like the one you get from being followed… never found out why:
This is when I started to head back out of fear. I didn’t know if I’d ever been able to snap photos in this fog again, so I kept taking them:
On the road home, I was definitely worried but I still didn’t know why, so I took one last shot before heading home.
Another night, more fog.
One quick test shot in the garage, things already felt strange:
Through the alleyway that leads to the Gelson’s parking lot, another test:
The actual parking lot of the market, just dead:
Once again, the elementary school… something was reaching:
The urge for another picture lead to other things:
An… unexpected unveiling:
In a panic, unknown streets, fog took all vision. Genuinely lost. Continue?:
Further into the black, obscure lights:
Under a lamp, one last memoir:
The car stopped, the engine revved but to no avail. The battery was the last look into the infinite abyss. He knew this was his stop.
