The City doesn't like to be seen. It hides behind fog, brick, and
the hum of neon lights, pretending it's ordinary. But every so
often, the Mist thins. And when it does… stories slip through.
This is where I keep them. Case files, eyewitness reports,
whispered rumors, accounts of those who've glimpsed what lies
beneath the ordinary. You'll find episode reports from the ongoing
series, and gazetteer entries about the places and people who
refuse to stay hidden.
Don't worry, I know you're one of the awakened, but do tread
carefully. The Mist has a way of noticing those who look too
closely.