Outside the freight depot, the churning fog grew increasingly violent.
Hundreds of spirits stood silent beyond the range of light created by the [Intermediate Fog Lanterns]. Their bodies were hazy. Some still retained human form, but most had distorted to the point where their original appearance was unrecognizable. Some spirits had only their upper halves, hands crawling along the ground. Others dragged lower bodies that stretched like gray smoke. A few faces had been pulled to abnormal lengths, mouths gaping as if screaming but unable to produce any sound.
None of them charged forward.
They only stood at the edge of the light zone, hollow eyes simultaneously locked onto Rover.
