Chapter Eighteen
Revelations:
Dust stood at the third floor window of the converted Science and Health building on the former grounds of Mount Hood Community College. He shoved his hands into his pockets and looked outside. The haze of green fog covered the area for as far as he could see. He remembered the fog rolling in off the ocean in such thick banks that he could barely see his hand in front of his face. The green fog was like that in some places.
“Where does the fog come from?” he asked, as he continued to stare out the window.
His aunt looked up from where she was tending the vegetables growing along the railing. “We don’t know for sure. From the little we’ve been able to determine, there is a borderline along the mountain range where the green fog stops. Your uncle suspects th
