"Hello," it seemed to say. "Is anyone there?"
A moment passed and then followed a chime. It was carried thickly on the fog which seemed a bit more cheery...as if an answer had been received. It clanged a few more times and then that too faded away, drowned out in the sound of the surf, also carried in on the thick grey. I hadn't noticed the sound of the surf before, the sound of the foghorn going through my bones and lurching through my heartbeat.