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[harrythelizard]

[The feed is a little jumpy at first as Harry fumbles with the camera, but eventually he gets it angled right and it's clear he's standing on the pier on the Harbor District, Tell Phone's camera pointed to the sea, to the wall of fog that hasn't gone anywhere, and in the distance, to the lighthouse, nearly kissing that wall of fog.

He doesn't turn the camera to face it as he starts to explain, and as he does, what he's describing becomes more clear, though the display is small.]

There are things out there, in the fog, or maybe they're on the other side of it. I don't know, but they don't look nice, and any attempt to reach out and sense anything about it is fruitless.

[He breathes a sigh but keeps the camera steady, and just barely, it's possible to make out shifting shapes in the fog. It's almost as though it's lit from behind, like shadows dancing on curtains.]

Long story short,

[And this point, he does turn the camera to face him and he smiles a lopsided but somehow charming smile at all the folks at home.]

I need to get closer, and while I can make pretty bad life choices, I don't have a death wish. Basically, I need backup. Who's in?