As he did, the thing that Rhodes had seen emerged from the mist.

Death was finally emerging from the mist, coming for her.

Within seconds, half a dozen more had appeared, as if formed directly from the mist.

He had stepped forward from the mist, his mouth shut tightly.

Something, perhaps the feel of the strong young arms about him, drew the old man from the mist.

The ground under their feet was soft and wet from the heavy mist.

They carried on watching for a little while, and then a shape began to emerge from the mist.

The streets were wet from the mist and the earlier evening rain.

"This is my spirit and soul," a voice from the mist said.

Something came struggling up from the mist inside his brain.