Excerpt -Mask City
The city behind them disappeared into a mist as they went further along the main path. Neither of them spoke much, just the occasional grunt or clearing of the throat as if to say, “I’m still here.” The mist was surrounding them and becoming quite thick, many times Thomas lost site of Amos steering the bicycle in front of him. The mist was cold and clung to Thomas’ clothes making them heavy and wet. The combination of moisture and being so tired might have been enough to kill someone a lot older with more years to brag about, but Thomas was young and quite the fighter. Still, hopes that the mist would let up and they would be able to see more clearly were evident as Amos started to peddle the bicycle slower the further into the mist that they went.

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