The Bountiful Rewards of the Mist Instance
Lexi and the ticket seller exchanged glances and smiled at Alexander, as if expressing their gratitude.
In an instant, the atmosphere on the bus seemed to freeze. Starting with Lexi and the ticket seller, torrents of ghost energy erupted from the locals on the bus, funneling rapidly towards two lanterns.
The cycle had been broken. What followed was likely to be scenes related to breaking this deadlock.
Sure enough, before Edward and Alexander, a tapestry of moments unfurled like a kaleidoscope of haunting lights, each one sketching out a harrowing tale.
It was an ordinary morning, and the ticket seller had arrived at the bus station early. The bus followed its usual route, and due to the early hour, the regulars aboard were mostly funeral home workers.