It could happen anywhere, anytime, to anybody. You could be walking in a city, on a boat, asleep, or even taking a shower. But that didn’t matter; if The Mist happened to you, you could be gone forever.

I’m Noah, and to anyone in the whole world, I seem like your average guy: black hair, blue eyes, light skin, whatever you can name it, I probably have it in one way or another. But something I do ...