As he was planning to go on holiday, he needed to pack:a torch, a sandwich and protection. Dr Brave (who was really brave) drove into the mist. The mist created a brick wall of fog; it’s like as if you were blind. All of a sudden, he spotted something. A dark figure floating in the wind… It was slow-moving. My heart pumped out of my chest. Fright smothered me. As I ran for my life, it felt as if I were haunted by shadows. This is his last-minute to survive. Will Dr Brave make it or will he die in fear…?