Again, Logan had no disputes.
The ride suddenly became extremely bumpy, as the smoothness of the paved road changed to the uneven surface of grass-covered ground. Logan’s heart caught in his throat. Seeing a patch of grass in front of him, he feared that they had somehow gone off of the road.
Logan pulled the car up into a complete halt, not wanting to risk anything further. He cursed under his breath in frustration.
“What the hell is this? I know I didn’t go off of the road. It was right there, even if I could only see a couple of feet. This ground just came out of nowhere, running right into the road.”
“It’s okay. It happens. People go off the road in bad visibility,” Antonio said. “It’s just good that you were going slow and we didn’t wreck. No harm done.”
Despite his friend’s attempts at reassuring words, one glance told Logan that Antonio was a nervous wreck. Antonio’s eyes had been riveted ahead, and Logan knew that Antonio had also seen that they had been squarely aligned on the road. Logan had not deviated from their course in the least.
“Well, I’ll tell you what. I can’t just pull the car around, and blindly head for the road. Who knows who else is trying to get through this? We wouldn’t know until it’s too late, in this kind of visibility,” Logan vented, exasperated. “I think that we are stuck for a while, at least until this clears up somewhat.”
Antonio nodded. “I understand. Well, let’s get out of the car. Let’s walk, and see how far it is to the road. We could easily hear another car coming, at least. And it might be safer that way, than being stationary targets in a parked car.”
Having his car wrecked in the impenetrable fog was the last thing that Logan needed to have happen right then. He took a deep breath, beginning to get his bearings.
“Yeah, and that’s about all that we can do right now,” he declared, feeling more resolved. “I’m putting the hazards on, though, and keeping the lights on for a few minutes. Hopefully someone will make something out before they crash into it.”
Taking the keys out of the ignition, he listened to the click as he pulled the hazard light switch. He then opened up his door and got out.
Antonio got out on his side, and the shutting of their doors was the only sound within the still, heavy air. Logan walked around the car to the rear, astounded at the sheer thickness of the fog. The flashing hazard lights were swallowed up just a few paces away.
With Antonio close behind him, he started forward, heading straight towards where he knew that the road had been. When they had gotten just a few feet away, they could not see any sign at all of the car behind them.
“Better not lose track of it,” Logan growled. “We shouldn’t stray out that far, but I know the road is right about where we are. We stopped almost immediately after I felt uneven ground.”
“Should be real close,” Antonio agreed.
“But I’m beginning to think that if another car comes through this, I’d might want to be in a car when it hits, rather than be hit outside of a car,” Logan remarked, drawing to a halt. “Don’t forget, if they can’t see the car with the lights on, then they certainly can’t see us.”
Antonio frowned as he thought about that troubling verity for a moment.
“I’ll second that notion,” he replied. He looked around then, his eyes narrowing in scrutiny as if taking note of something. “But maybe we won’t have to wait for that long. It looks like things are starting to thin out already, or is it just my mind?”
Logan looked around himself, and quietly studied the mists pervading the air around them. After carefully watching it for a couple of minutes, it was clear that the fog was indeed thinning out, for their field of vision was observably expanding.
“Well, that’s the first good news that we’ve had in quite a while,” Logan replied sarcastically, turning around to head back towards the car.
After they had gotten about twenty feet, Logan, with Antonio following his cue, came to an abrupt halt.
“It should be here. We didn’t get that far at all,” Logan avowed. “Not far enough to lose track of the car.”
“No we didn’t,” agreed Antonio firmly.
The amount of ground that they could see steadily continued to grow, as if the land itself were generating out of a gray void in all directions.
“Sure, it got stolen right after we moved. Like I am going to believe that. We should have seen it by now,” Logan said, his ire and disbelief rising rapidly.
“We would have heard something if it did,” Antonio reminded his friend, earnestly trying to soothe Logan’s rising anger.
“I was just being sarcastic about the car being stolen. There isn’t any way that could have happened, and I’ve still got the keys,” Logan said sharply, holding the keys up in his hand for his friend to see. “But where is it then?”
“Right around here,” Antonio said, looking equally mystified.
“Around where?” Logan stammered, holding his arms out wide.
“We didn’t go that… “
Rays of strong light cut through the fog from above them, and everything around them seemed to be lightening swiftly.
“What in the world is going on here?” muttered Logan.
He flinched in surprise as the misty cover above them parted and thinned out, letting through more of the piercing rays that soon became a flood of unmistakable daylight.
“Man… oh man… this is weird, way too weird,” Antonio mumbled, as the advancing force of daylight routed the last remnants of the mists around them.
All evidence of the dense mass of fog was completely gone. So too was any sign of the road or the car.
Night had suddenly become day, the dark, black sky being fully replaced by a creamy, greenish-blue hue lit by a bright sun overhead. Stretched out before them were rolling grasslands that ended in a long line of woods just at the edge of their vision.
“This is weird, this is weird,” Antonio said, repeating himself, as he gazed steadily into the unusual sky above. “Where are we?”
“Believe me, I’m wondering the same thing,” Logan replied, his hardened demeanor shaken by the incredible changes that had taken place around them. Shading his eyes with his right hand, he turned slowly around in a full circle. There was nothing but the expanse of undulating grasslands and copses of trees in one direction. In the other was the line of woods that demarcated the beginning of an enormous, forested region.
Even more disturbing, there was no sign at all of the world that he knew; the encompassing diorama was fully devoid of any signs of human existence.
After a few more minutes passed, Logan slowly turned to look at Antonio. He found that his friend was looking expectantly towards him, a frightened, almost child-like expression spread on his face.
“So what do we do now?” Antonio asked, looking pleadingly at Logan, as if he would somehow have the answers.
“I have absolutely no clue,” Logan responded regretfully, an edge to his voice.
Logan paused for a few more moments, gathering more composure, before continuing, “Maybe we should just wait and see what happens, and hope that someone turns up. Or we could just go wandering off in this place that we’ve never seen before.”
The words were spoken flippantly, exuding a sarcasm that emphasized the seeming futility of it all.
“We’ll probably get nowhere by just waiting for things to happen. It’s never worked like that in all of my previous life, and I don’t think my luck appears to be changing now, unless for the worse,” Antonio said, his breath short as he struggled with his nervousness.
“Good point,” Logan said curtly, placing his hands upon his hips.
With the tip of his right work boot, he idly dug around in the grass. He then shook his head and let out a deep, sustained exhalation, as if willing some of the coiling tension in him to ease out of his body. There was one thought that tilted the balance of the frustrating indecision now holding him in place.
“Maybe we shouldn’t stand right out in the open, where anyone, or anything, can see us so easily,” Logan said in an even, careful tone as he looked at Antonio. “Let’s do something, at least so we don’t lose our minds. Well, let’s get a move on it, and maybe get ourselves just inside the borders of those woods, unless you have any objections.”