The plot of "The Mist" gradually becomes clearer in my mind, as if I had just watched it, leaving a lasting impression.
In my previous life, "The Mist" was considered a classic film, also one that provokes deep thought, containing elements like religion, humanity, Cthulhu, despair, and more.
Despite this, the storyline is relatively simple and easy to understand.
If we start from the beginning,
First, it's about a military unit that discovers the existence of other dimensions besides Earth, leading them to attempt opening a secret window to study these other dimensions and their entities.
The result is an accidental creation of a portal, allowing monsters from other dimensions or even other universes to enter Earth.
The movie unfolds from there, starting with a stormy night. The protagonist, along with his son, visits a supermarket at the intersection of several small towns to shop.
Suddenly, mist spreads, monsters invade, and unknown dangers emerge.
The protagonist and the people inside the supermarket end up trapped.
Early on, a mother seeks help because her child is outside, asking for someone to search with her.
Eventually, under the unknowable threat, no one helps her, and she curses everyone before walking alone into the thick mist where the road is invisible.
The plot continues to develop.
Within it, a doomsday cult leader starts to deceive the masses.
She survives the monster attacks and becomes a support for those beginning to collapse, seeking psychological support.
Sacrifices start to occur.
In this situation, under the so-called doomsday, only a handful of rational people remain in the supermarket, including the male protagonist and a few others.
To avoid being sacrificed, the protagonist and others desperately escape.
The fleeing group includes his child, two elderly people, and a woman.
Within the mist, the protagonist drives with these four for a long time, a distance that could be described as interstate, yet they never leave the mist and only see the dead.
Eventually, when the car runs out of fuel, they encounter a giant monster that could form its own ecosystem, so large that each step shakes the earth, causing sanity to plummet.
With no fuel, the engulfing mist, monster roars, and no ammunition, despair sets in.
After witnessing everything along the way and under the weight of despair, the protagonist uses his last four bullets to end the lives of his child, the elderly, and the woman, facing the monster alone, ready to endure the torment.
The outcome turns this ordinary film into a classic, elevating it to another level.
After killing his child and everyone else, the protagonist, in agony, steps out of the car, waiting for the monster's attack.
Hearing the sound approaching, the protagonist's expression turns to relief, believing it to be the monster, but it's not. Instead, he sees an armored vehicle, the military, and people being saved as the mist disperses.
Among them is the mother who couldn't get help at the beginning and cursed everyone, now with her child.
The protagonist, more dead than alive, sees the mother's indifferent gaze...
"Such an ironic ending." Recalling the movie's ending, York enters the club again with John Wick and Irene, a flicker of emotion in his eyes.
He had gone to see the movie through a friend's recommendation, who ambiguously praised the ending, implying the protagonist survived.
The ambiguous statement made him expect the survival of everyone in the car, leaving him frustrated and almost resentful towards his friend, also criticizing the "stupid" ending.
In the film, in this environment, the protagonist and his group always made the right choices, only to meet such an end.
The protagonist wasn't forced to stay in the supermarket, but as someone still rational compared to those who lost their sanity and saw the cult leader as a psychological support, two opposing sides were formed.
The conflict was inevitable, with the protagonist being on the weaker side. He could have pretended to join the cult, but having refuted the cult leader from the start and naturally being on the opposing side, even joining carried the risk of being sacrificed.
So, when his son was at risk of being sacrificed, the protagonist and a few rational people had no choice but to flee the supermarket, ending in a worse state than death.
The mother who cursed everyone at the beginning and acted selfishly somehow survived the spreading mist with her child.
Even those in the supermarket, influenced by the cult leader to sacrifice someone, might have been saved.
He disliked this ending intensely, finding irony in the fact that the protagonist's sacrifice led to survival, echoing the cult leader's claim that salvation comes after sacrifice.
"Truly full of irony, I still dislike such endings."
York's face darkens as he delves into memories of his past life.
Regardless, this twist turned the film, which was mediocre throughout, into a classic.
Now, he seems to face the monsters from the mist.
The film suggests the monsters can only move within the mist.
Considering their desire to attack and prey on humans and their vulnerability to physical attacks, these monsters are likely carbon-based life forms.
There's a bit of a plot hole, as some monsters are huge, indicating a high oxygen environment and low gravity for carbon-based structures to grow so large, yet they can move freely on Earth, suggesting their bodies are incredibly strong.
The most likely explanation is that the mist contains something that supports these giant creatures' mobility on Earth.
The film doesn't cause discomfort for the characters entering the mist, suggesting the monsters might fear something, like sunlight or UV rays, with the mist blocking these and allowing free movement.
Piecing together the information, York concludes the monsters are carbon-based life forms with unknown components, possibly weak to sunlight.
Remembering the film's giant monster that brings despair to the protagonist's group, York thinks, "This monster has a name, what was it?"
A moment of inspiration strikes: "Behemoth..."
The name implies a colossal beast, and he doubts his physical strength can match this creature.
"Just avoid it," he thinks, as the Behemoth, ignoring the protagonist and his car in the film, shows it's uninterested in preying on beings as small as ants.
Thinking this, York heads to the club's displayed arsenal with John Wick and Irene.
At this point, he notices the club's patrons and staff have mostly fled.
With few people left outside and no staff stopping them, they quickly leave the club, indifferent to potential losses, confirming York's suspicion that the staff might be military personnel.
This unusual situation also alerts John Wick and Irene to something amiss.
As even the staff abandon everything, it indicates an unknown event is unfolding.
John Wick asks, "Father York, do you know what's happening?"
The silence of the corridor amplifies his question, with Irene looking towards the leading priest.
"There are monsters in the mist that prey on humans," York doesn't shy away from the truth, stating, "These monsters only move within the mist, so we need weapons for self-defense before it spreads here."
After making a call and finding no signal, York confirms the electronic signal failure after the mist's appearance, suggesting other components in the mist.
With John Wick and Irene's attention, York puts away his phone, calmly stating, "No signal, we must be prepared to stand alone."
He looks towards the weapon hall, filled with an array of firearms: assault rifles, handguns, shotguns, rifles, and even rocket launchers.
"John, choose weapons with a high ammo capacity," York advises with a calm demeanor and a smile.
"There are many monsters in the mist, and we must prepare for the worst."
John Wick, looking at the arsenal, nods in agreement.
"Alright, Father."
He eyes a cz805bren assault rifle on the rack, notable for its hundred-round magazine.
Unable to imagine what kind of monsters might emerge from the mist or exist within it, but taking the priest's words to heart, John Wick shifts into combat readiness.
Recalling the night of his induction physical, John Wick's eyes narrow with a fiery determination.
"Let's begin."
As they observe the club's staff and workers rapidly departing in the parking lot, York waves his hand, signaling to start arming themselves, unconcerned about those leaving in haste. Their departure, in fact, eases his mind, sparing them from any burden or delay.
Their priority is not to gamble on the speed and spread of the mist, known to traverse states and engulf everything in its path instantly.
Armed, they prepare for the inevitable conflict, choosing the cz805bren for its sustained fire capacity, essential for their survival.
Though the club, likely affiliated with the military, houses even heavier weapons, like machine guns, their bulk and complexity make them less ideal for their situation.
The cz805bren stands out as the optimal choice for now.
However, this doesn't mean they'll forego heavier arms entirely. For York, already boasting formidable physical strength, the weight of such weapons is negligible.
"Father," Irene approaches with urgency, reporting the mist's rapid encroachment on the nearby town.
York pauses only momentarily before resuming his instructions, undeterred by the news. He orders Irene to secure the premises and assess their food supply, crucial for determining their next move.
Despite the unfolding chaos, York remains focused on the immediate needs: weaponry and sustenance, dismissing the outside world's reaction to the mist as ignorant curiosity.
The military might be the first to grasp the situation, but their response time is uncertain.
In this reality, unlike the predictable paths of films from his previous life, York relies solely on self-sufficiency, doubting external rescue efforts.
"Understood, Father," Irene responds, setting off to fulfill her tasks, leaving York and John Wick to continue their preparations.
With the mist and monsters approaching, York signals the readiness for combat, sharing a moment of grim determination with John Wick, who silently readies his weapon, embracing the looming battle.
As they equip themselves, York selects a Belgian FN Minimi light machine gun, surprised and pleased by the firepower it offers, ready to face whatever creatures await them outside.
With machine gun in hand, York is prepared for the onslaught, confidently handing the Minimi to John Wick and opting for an MK-48 machine gun for himself, ensuring they are armed for the inevitable encounter with the mist's monstrous inhabitants.
John Wick, an elite in his field, accepts the weapon, understanding the gravity of their situation and the sheer number of monsters they might face, bracing for the battle ahead.
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John Wick's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, myriad and vast.
York did not know what John Wick was thinking; he simply stuffed a belt filled with five hundred bullets into the ammo box.
The private shooting club was exactly as John Wick had described, boasting an incredibly diverse array of firearms, even to the extent of having such equipment available.
This type of backpack ammo box was reportedly improvised by an old American veteran who wanted to increase ammo capacity and enhance sustained firepower suppression and output.
The effect of firepower suppression was excellent, but the downside was also significant due to the weight being the greatest challenge.
The ammo box, filled with five hundred bullets, along with the weight of the machine gun itself, would be too much even for a muscular strongman, let alone handling the recoil.
Therefore, this method of backpack ammo feeding was not widely used by individuals but found popularity in such special clubs, offering curious guests a taste of something new.
This, however, was to his advantage.
Because such weight was negligible to him, if not for the size and volume, he could carry dozens, even hundreds, of such weights.
After inspecting the MK-48 light machine gun, York connected the flexible feed belt of the ammo box to the gun's loading port with a click, completing the setup.
Casually placing the MK-48 machine gun and its accompanying five hundred bullet ammo box aside, York continued to prepare other weapons.
Following the same procedure, his focus now was on combinations of ammo boxes and machine guns, the more, the better.
After all, clearing out and dealing with the numerous, large-sized monsters in the fog required fierce and relentless firepower suppression as the most effective approach.
Set after set of ammo chains and machine guns were assembled, and before long, there were already four sets laid out on the ground beside York.
This conspicuous scene caught John Wick's sidelong glance, but when he saw the priest lifting two sets of ammo chain machine guns so effortlessly and casually as if feeling no weight at all, he closed his mouth, swallowing the words that had reached the tip of his tongue.
John Wick's slight change in expression naturally did not escape York's notice. He patted the four ammo boxes and machine guns he had scrounged up from the entire club and said with a smile, "I'll use these."
Then, York looked at John Wick, who had selected a lighter recoil AUG assault rifle for himself.
"This is for Erin."
John Wick nodded; this was precisely what he had prepared for Sister Erin, as per the priest's words, this rifle was just used by Sister Erin, at least better than one she was not familiar with.
York's expression unchanged, turned to look outside the hall.
As he turned, Erin hurriedly arrived with only one sentence to say.
"Father, the fog is spreading over."
Such speed...
York looked up, seemingly able to see the dense fog pressing down from outside, and calmly said, "I know."
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At this moment, the vast fog had already invaded the entire land, enveloping the whole shooting club.
"This is the scene of the fog, truly fitting."
York, along with John Wick and Erin, stood at the glass sliding door, contemplating the vast fog with reminiscence in their eyes.
This scene was just like in the movie "The Fog".
The dense fog, like a thick layer of cotton, tightly wrapped everything in sight.
Standing in this fog, one could feel a dampness that penetrated clothes and skin, instantly chilling and causing shivers.
Besides this, not only him but also John Wick and Erin could tell how low the visibility was inside.
Because they could only see within a three to four meters radius, beyond which nothing could be discerned.
In such conditions, touch and bodily sensations became the only means of navigation.
Experiencing this, York faced the vast fog and finally understood why the protagonists in "The Fog" began to despair, why their sanity plummeted upon seeing the behemoth, unable to last even a few minutes longer.
Being trapped in this fog, unable to see the surroundings, unable to ascertain directions, unable to find a path forward, unable to identify the source and shape of monsters.
For the protagonists or ordinary people, every step was like crossing an abyss, the whole world suddenly became unfamiliar and fearful.
When senses are deprived to just a few meters around, what you can feel is only the silence left by the fog and endless confusion, loneliness, helplessness, and despair.
As if deeply understanding this, besides John Wick who remained calm, Erin quietly looked at him.
York gave a comforting and confident smile: "It'll be okay."
These feelings were just for ordinary people, not for someone like him.
With a three-dimensional map within a hundred meters radius, he could see everything clearly, even without the map, his eyes, which now wielded deep red magic and were no longer human, could penetrate this fog easily.
Meaning, even in this dense fog, he still had a clear view.
Like now.
Strange monsters directly entered his hundred-meter three-dimensional map.
"So, these are Lovecraftian monsters, huh." York squinted, focusing entirely on these monsters appearing in his map.
Apart from the insect-scorpion-crab hybrid scorpion-tailed beasts flying above the fog, there were walking tentacle monsters and densely packed spider-like creatures.
These monsters were mostly those shown in the movie, with others not even known to him before.
Such as slowly moving spiked creatures, glowing weird bugs, and humanoid skeletons with only one eyeball, among others.
Suddenly appearing within his hundred-meter radius as the fog spread.
But most importantly, it wasn't just the appearance of these monsters; ahead of them was a group of desperately fleeing humans.
It seemed they were residents of the town below, including two soldiers in uniform.
There were fathers carrying children, women beside them, and slower elderly people, totaling twelve individuals.
This group, as if by agreement, formed a unit, so the young and strong soldiers did not abandon the increasingly slower elders but decisively carried them.
Seeing their direction, York knew their goal was the private shooting club under his feet.
Realizing this, York was not particularly surprised.
These people were likely locals from the town below, along with the two soldiers, knowing this place was not strange since it was a shooting club with weapons for self-defense.
"Erin, wait here. John, you come with me to save them."
York quickly shouldered the ammo box with five hundred bullets, casually picking up the machine gun, and signaled Erin to open the door, speaking to John Wick.
"People are coming, probably the residents from the town below."
Under normal circumstances, he could remain indifferent, but upon seeing this situation, ensuring his own safety, he would still intervene.
This had nothing to do with anything else; as a normal person, as a priest, he couldn't stand to see tragedy unfold.
As his words fell, John Wick silently picked up an FN Minimi light machine gun and followed him out.
Although he didn't know how the priest knew people were coming or the situation outside, he knew that in situations beyond common sense, like now, following the priest was never wrong.
Erin pulled the door, worriedly saying, "Father, please be careful."
The dense fog, along with unseen deep howls, truly heightened her anxiety to the utmost the moment the priest stepped out.
"Hmm." York smiled reassuringly, disappearing into the fog with John Wick under Erin's watch, as she clasped her hands over her chest and began to pray, "Oh God, please protect the father..."
"John, make sure to see clearly before you shoot," York instructed as he led the way, not wanting John Wick to accidentally harm the fleeing civilians in addition to the monsters.
"Understood."
John Wick was well aware of this, his entire being on alert as they moved through the dense, monster-filled fog, keeping a watchful eye all around.
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"Hold on! Just a bit longer!"
In the midst of the dense fog, a group fleeing towards the private shooting club, led by the soldier Jim Kagiya who was carrying an elderly man, encouraged everyone.
"As long as we get there, we'll have the means to protect ourselves. And there are soldiers there!"
Gasping for breath, he loudly declared, "Hold on! We're almost there!"
His words ignited a spark of hope in the twelve people, their pace quickening slightly.
However, unbeknownst to them, the monsters pursuing them were closing in even faster.
Soon enough, they were within a six-meter radius, with airborne insects and winged scorpion-tailed beasts also drawn by the noise.
Yet in this dense fog, the people saw nothing.
Only the growing dissonance near their ears alerted them to something charging towards them.
Jim Kagiya, leading the group, caught a glimpse of the monsters' vague shapes through the fog.
"Something's coming! Everyone, be alert!"
He yelled, spotting the increasingly clear form of a spider-like creature.
"Mack!"
Clearly, Jim was calling for the other soldier.
"I got it!"
Mack, in the crowd, hastily responded, passing the elder he was assisting to a family member, then drawing a pistol from his waist and firing at the approaching spider-like creature.
Bang, bang, bang!
Three shots rang out, hitting the spider, larger than a dog, bursting it open and releasing a foul odor as it fell to the ground.
The spider's sudden halt brought a momentary sigh of relief to everyone.
But the next second, the surrounding noises intensified, indicating a multitude of approaching monsters.
"Run!"
Jim yelled again, urging everyone to push their limits.
Mack, covering the rear, fired his pistol at emerging shapes, but no matter how many he killed, the monsters kept coming, leaving him out of bullets.
"I'm out of bullets!" Mack announced.
Panic spread among the group as more monsters materialized in the fog, forcing Jim to zigzag in an attempt to avoid them.
"Keep running! Don't stop!" he shouted in desperation.
But with the overwhelming number of monsters, their efforts were futile.
A bat-like creature, with a head resembling a turtle's, swooped down towards a slowing young woman, its screech signaling its excitement.
"Georgina!" someone closest to her yelled.
But Georgina, frozen in shock, could only watch as the creature, with claws wide open, dove at her.
She could vividly imagine being snatched like a mouse or snake by an eagle.
"Dodge it!"
The screams of her companions were drowned out by the monster's screeching as it closed in, claws ready to strike.
Those trying to help could only run towards Georgina, helplessly watching the bat-like monster screech and swoop down.
At the last moment, a series of blurred gunshots broke through the tension, halting the monster mid-attack as bullets tore through it, sending it crashing to the ground in a bloody heap.
Georgina, stunned, felt a rush of relief knowing she was saved.
The sudden rescue left everyone in shock, with only Georgina, Jim, and Mack instinctively looking towards the source of the gunfire - the direction of the club.
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