Gallery St. Ives Walking through some Gloom.

She and apparent travelers walked through the fog and it was cold.
"its cold," she chirped.
" keep going, it will only get colder" red haired girl she hated cheered.
"Let's go on!" the archer said, "no bickering".
"no bickering", Gallery mocked.

They were walking through a pasture with what appeared to be school buildings or dorms and there were lights even visible in the fog at which Gallery could not help to mention, " going through some gloom we are".

"True" spoke the girl with light blue hair," some fog of plenty".
There appeared a girl with a crooked smile.
The archer stood ahead as the girl rushed her. Gallery blushed.
"stop!" he yelled aiming his strung arrow at the girl's head," Or I will shoot".
The rest seemed to surround Gallery and the girl took off as if vanishing in the wind in a flash and flare.

"who was she?" Gallery blew a hair out of her face.
" she's a ghost!" the archer says,"she appears only in the fog and the buildings you see are gone now".
Gallery looked up and there were no buildings and lights in the distance.
" what the what?" she exclaimed.
"Let's keep going" the red haired girl mentioned.
And that they did.