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Temporarily Closed - Willow Creek used to be a place of quaint charm, a town where everyone knew your name. But that was before the fog rolled in. It started as a mist, an ethereal veil that descended upon the town one autumn evening. At first, it was merely unsettling, an eerie blanket that muffled sound and distorted vision. Then people began to disappear. At first, they were the usual suspects: the town drunk, the reclusive hermit. But soon, the disappearances became more frequent, more terrifying. Children vanished while playing in their yards, adults disappeared while running errands. The town was gripped by a fear that gnawed at its heart like a relentless parasite. Those who remained found themselves trapped in a living nightmare. The once friendly faces of neighbors twisted into masks of paranoia. Trust, once a cornerstone of the community, crumbled under the weight of fear. Whispers of strange occurrences emerged: shadows moving on their own, blood-curdling screams echoing through the night, and the grotesque sight of animals behaving erratically. Outside, the world was changing. Things moved in the shadows that shouldn’t. There were whispers of those who had vanished returning, but as something… different. The line between life and death blurred, and with it, the boundaries of sanity. Survival became the only law. Trust no one, for even the closest friend could be harboring a dark secret. The once peaceful town was now a battleground, a place where the living fought for their lives against an unseen enemy. And as the fog continued to creep, its tendrils reaching out like grasping hands, the survivors knew that their time was running out.
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