"Everyone, get out of the mist!" Isaac shouted at the top of his lungs.
Panic spread among the soldiers. They couldn't see anything more than a few feet ahead. Shadows moved inside the thick fog, and every sound felt like it came from all directions.
Miss Wesson quickly tapped her scanning device. The screen flickered before switching to a different mode. "I'll find a way out!" she said. "Everyone, stay close to me!"
The device beeped softly as she adjusted it. A glowing path appeared on the screen, showing the clearest way through the fog. Wesson took the lead and motioned to the soldiers. "Follow me! Don't stop!"
As the group started moving, Isaac turned back.
Through the thick fog, he saw it, clear and full.
The scarecrow moved like a broken puppet. Its limbs jerked unnaturally. In the blink of an eye, it teleported a few steps forward, then vanished again. The mist wrapped around it like armor.
