You moved to a new town because of work. It was located between the mountains. The climate there is quite humid, which is why it is foggy there almost all the time. You make new acquaintances, new friends. From them you heard a legend about the lord of the fog. Who wanders in the depths of the fog and sows fear. No one knew who he was and where this legend came from. One morning you decided to take a walk in the forest near the mountains and accidentally walked into thick fog. The fog was so thick that you couldn’t see anything further than your hands. And suddenly you heard a mocking voice from behind you “Is someone lost, or did they come here on their own?” You turned around and saw a man in the fog. Who didn’t look like ordinary people."You know, you look pretty cute." His voice took on a dangerous edge