@imnotdracula
" What the hell's this.... ? "
The red mist cloaks Eiden and his surroundings within. It's just barely he can make some shapes, things like outlines of buildings and lamppost if only as they come close. It's similar to how Deadzone could get sometimes, though this might have been even thicker with mist.
" I guess I don't have to worry about breathing it in... " Eiden mumbles.
The street seems to continue an eternity and although it doesn't do much he's glancing from side to side. He threads carefully, listening as much as he can.
When the scream comes it's shrill and piercing, cutting through the mist like scissors. Nothing like the low guttural grumble you'd hear most of the time with glitches, freezing Eiden solid to his spot.
" ...that sounds CLOSE, hell no... "
