dense
dense fog sets in under the bridge and any sight of land begins to disappear. all that you can see before you is the tall metal behemoth, stretching like a giant into the sky. the atmosphere is unsettling to say the least. you sense something - someone - around you and immediately, a swarm of goosebumps appear up and down your arms; even the hairs on the back of your neck stand up straight. human intuition is the only thing that can save you now.
— n.d.