Hammer and Nail in the coffin

[Thor]

Thor's head rose out of the water. A lake at the edge of a graveyard, surrounded by mist. He rose out of the lake, his hair and cape heavy with water. He was here again. Thor looked around. Hadn't there been someone else here last time. He stood at the edge of lake looking at the graveyard before him. He watched the mist swirl around the little world he stood in. A path opened up in the mist. Thor no longer felt wet. How long had he been standing there? He walked down the path. At the end of the path Thor could see shifting shapes. He let his hammer drop to its full length in his hand. He would be ready for what lies ahead.