We don't really have a choice. [The sound of the growling makes the back on the back of her neck stand, and Chrissy gulps as she reaches back to try and smooth it down.]
Do we?
[No, of course they don't. Their choice is to stay here and probably die, or to run and make it back someplace safe. The fog makes navigating nearly impossible, but Chrissy decides to just take a chance. She quietly begins to hurry off toward the right, pulling Jackie along with her.]
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Do we?
[No, of course they don't. Their choice is to stay here and probably die, or to run and make it back someplace safe. The fog makes navigating nearly impossible, but Chrissy decides to just take a chance. She quietly begins to hurry off toward the right, pulling Jackie along with her.]