FOG02 (Oct 5, 2017) (Sequence III)
DISCLAIMER: THIS RECEIPT HAS BEEN UNLOCKED BY DIVISION TANGO (UPDATES 1-10).
Summary of Receipt
Amsaim seems to be unable to be stared at, or you’ll die. Also, she’s probably Hauntaurskaldian.
Transcript
CAFE AND DINER RECEIPT FROM 10/05/17
EMPLOYEE 1313
RECEIPT: MRSAMSAIM02
STATUS: OPEN
Nine feet tall and thin as death
The air itself is trapped beneath her breath
With every movement she creates
Pools of silky smog in her wake
I arrived in the marshes of white and was greeted with quite the home-fried fright. Ghoulish Amsaim and her fiendish gas do consume this god forsaken morass. The tourists fear what they cannot know and unclear it may be this fog simply won’t go. Keep in mind one must never meet her icy stare or else their lungs will lose their air. While death waits patiently at the door, no tourists have greeted him yet of that I’m sure.
I've seen her glide from glade to glen in the early hours of morning’s zen. Juice of orange seems the goal for juice alone might have me lose my soul. It might be wise to book her flight if I can find an airport near these planes of white.