Day 467

From the fifth floor you could clearly see the fog rolling in over the car park.
Within minutes the noises followed and the rain fell.
It was always like this and there was no solution as of yet.

Answering incoming calls was difficult with the growing sounds from outside but you managed.
It was mostly typing and searching for their information anyway, minimal conversation.
If it got any worse outside they'd call off your department as protocol dictated.

The norm was to wait it out, it always ended as it began with the fog.
Today however was proving different, difficult and far outside of the norm.
The fog was changing as red seeped through it and the noises ceased.

All noise ceased, nobody could make a sound and not for lack of trying.
Panic spread fast around the room and the scent of iron filled the air as they grew violent.
You were lucky to be at the back of the room, furthest from the sprawl.

Peering over your desk you saw the fighting die down as they all fell one by one.
Slowly rising up something caught your eye outside.
Rather a lack of something.

The fog had risen to right outside of the window as silent as a broken clock.
Another difference showed as it began to change colour to black and all light faded.
One norm remained as the sounds returned and you found that you had missed their screams.