I could see the fog from the windows, but it's so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

[She couldn't see anything from beyond where she stood aside from the cherry blossom petals here and there. Her thoughts linger to the chilling sensation she felt when she stood in front of the library, and the reminder is enough to perk her eyes in alarm.]

Yes, I did! I felt something hot behind my neck. I thought someone was trying to sneak up on me so I turned around... I didn't see anyone else there.