C99 Lost in The Way

Standing by a tree, her figure materializing from the mist, was a woman. She was no shadow, no smoky figure—she looked real now, vibrant like someone untouched by the darkness.

Beast’s hand shot out, trying to grab Corbin’s arm, but his fingers passed right through him, as though Corbin had become as irreachable as the mist itself. "Corbin!" Beast shouted