Still, I did the only thing that seemed reasonable. I started at one end, and visited every single business. At each stop, I introduced myself and my ...companions. I didn't rush, and tried to learn all I could about each person I met. They weren't very forthcoming, but I could see their fear dissipate a little.Unfortunately, it was slow going. At the rate we were progressing, it would take at least a week to make the rounds. I had hoped the inns and pubs would save some time, by catching a few. 00 am early morning and during the mass time I was in sleep mode and unable to concentrate on any words what the priest says.To my bad luck the mass got over only by 2.00 am and I lost my sleep at that time and felt that if I go home also I cannot sleep, so after the mass as per my mother ideas I was standing in a long queue which was standing to touch the crib which held the baby Jesus.So I joined that line which was longer than what I expected, to my surprise I found a lady in red color silk. To be cautious that no baby sitter will come Mordie waited thirty minutes, and came up with a plan within the time. Does this sound like a mental person? Thinking of a plan, not just mindlessly pursuing something. Hes nothe cant! Screw this up. Its time…Mordie scrambles to put on some clothes, and hastens to brush his teeth and wash his face. Then he rushes to the front door&hellip, then stops. After 37 years will he leave his house? All the planning but he didnt plan on doing this. Cautiously. He stumbled and caught himself on the bank, almost falling face-down into the ditch. He turned to look back the way he had come, and saw only grey. He considered walking back that direction, but he knew there should be a town only a few minutes further on, and it wasn’t too late at night to catch a bus back from there. Even as he was thinking, the fog thinned. It didn’t lift or blow away, it was just suddenly less. Shrouds of mist still faded away the road and the grass beyond the banks a ways.