07-02-2017, 05:09 AM
Meanwhile, Marcus Wright exited the mist and glanced around. Once again, he saw the horses the soldiers had tied to a fence post, as well as his own mudbike. The Terminator groaned. One could only imagine why this was happening, but the fog of Silent Hill seemed to repel him. Every time he wandered through the fog, after about 20 minutes of walking, he'd find himself surrounded by it, completely lost, then arrive at this same spot again.
Marcus screamed, "FUCK!" at the fog. Undoubtedly, this would throw even larger chasms between himself and the Vision. Enraged, the Terminator drew his shotgun and fired two rounds into the fog. To further his fury, the fog barely reacted, as fog usually does.
Grumbling, the Terminator cracked his neck to try and calm himself down.
"One more time," the robot muttered.
Marcus screamed, "FUCK!" at the fog. Undoubtedly, this would throw even larger chasms between himself and the Vision. Enraged, the Terminator drew his shotgun and fired two rounds into the fog. To further his fury, the fog barely reacted, as fog usually does.
Grumbling, the Terminator cracked his neck to try and calm himself down.
"One more time," the robot muttered.
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