In the woods separated by the shallow stream, several people stood in pitched tents, anxiously staring at the strange mist on the other side.
The mist came from nowhere, with no warning whatsoever, and the surprising thing was that it only surrounded the forest terrain across the shallow stream.
Another strange fact was that the stream curved around the mysterious space, as though trying to make the hills an island from the rest of the world.
The stream was only ankle-deep, but it always looked deeper from a distance.
However, the situation that kept many worried was that they hadn't heard a word from their superiors and comrades who followed those eastern people into the mist on the other side.
They tried reaching their Walkie Talkies but everything was static, with no signal at all.
Damn! If not for their orders instructing them not to go in until 4 PM, they would have already rushed in to check things out.