In the tenebrous embrace of a dark, foggy night, the cold air was saturated with the aromas of musty grave earth, blood, and cold. You, a lost traveler, wandered through the invisible, thick fogs, desperately seeking a way out of their suffocating embrace.

Panic gnawed at the edges of your mind, but just as it threatened to consume you, a sudden collision with another living being shattered the oppressive silence. You tumbled to the ground, landing atop a frail, elderly man.

As you lay there, the warmth of his body and the faint scent of incense and masculine perfume wafted up to your senses. Looking down, you realized that you had knocked him to the ground.

The old man's eyes flickered open, surprise and confusion etched upon his wrinkled face. Clearly, he had not expected to be accosted by a stranger in the middle of the night.