Awake

Drake and Dillon were slowly walking back towards the palace, searching for anyone who must have been lucky enough to escape the fog. But till now, they found no one.

"I don't think there is anyone who is lucky enough to escape" Dillon mumbled, examining a Fae man, who is lying with his face facing up and eyes wide open.

Drake snorted.

"I am walking with the lucky one who managed to escape the fog," he said indicating Dillon.

Dillon smiled at his words, despite the situation.

"What kind of disease is this? Have you seen anything like this ever before?" Drake asked Dillon. 

Dillon shook his head.

He never saw anything like this before. It's different and new.

"No, I never saw something like this before. It's new and confusing" Dillon murmured.

Drake and Dillon simultaneously noticed everyone opening their eyes slowly.

"They are waking up," Drake said loudly.

"Yes, they are opening their eyes" Dillon agreed.