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“You can hold me in the nice warm cabin just as well as the nasty cold porch, in fact I was thinking of the nice warm bed you big goof!” Shannon laughed as he smiled and scooped her up into his strong arms, turning to walk to the bedroom as she laughed happily in his arms. Steven laughed to himself, he remembered when he had first heard what he and his, now dead, comrades had been called; “Ghosts of the Mist”, it was a rough translation of an African tribal language. Porn Steven knew that Beth and her little girl, Michelle or Mickey as they called her, lived in the large addition; he knew this partly because it was logical, but mostly because he had broken into the house and bugged the place; he wanted a chance to watch them for a while, to build up the courage to finally step out of the mist and face them in the sunlight.