Fog was building up quickly over the surface of the bay, blanketing only the water. It wouldn't move anywhere else, didn't touch the bridge or either shoreline. It stayed there, waiting.
Oh my, they had gotten here rather quickly, thought the God of Trickery.
Leery eyes inspected the masks and their wearers. There was Lily, the teenaged girl with the gray and red mask. Goodness, it did look like there was blood dropping down its face. And what was this? Was there someone flying over to him? Oh no the person was leaping! The God chuckled, his eyes bulging out of their sockets. What merriment! He turned to see a cab stop just before the entrance to the bridge, watching a little girl wrestle with the cab driver. She was trying to pay with Monopoly money and the driver just wasn't having it. What a shame.
Two simply walked, the gold tint of Issac's mask catching the light of headlights and street lamps. Cathy's mask was simple, but effective. The lights made the rest of her face look shadowed - how creepy. Well at least they arrived if not as fashionably as the others, the God couldn't complain.
Qeren and Copper were the last to arrive and they had done so by car. They were in separate lanes, but still on the same side of the bridge.
Now was the perfect time.
The fog billowed over Kingsburg Bridge, swallowing everything whole. Copper and Qeren's cars would suddenly sputter and then die in the middle of the street. Both the front and back ends of their cars would be hit by their neighbors, hopefully the drivers had their seat belts on. The sounds of other drivers and cars honking would soften and then deaden entirely. The fog grew denser and denser, obscuring everything. People, other cars, and the bridge itself would disappear, making it seem like the wearers were standing in the middle of a cloud. Random streams of light floated in existence, apparently the fog couldn't cover that up. But there was another thing all of them could see.
A figure up above clung to a metal railing, a metal railing that was slowly swallowed up by the fog. Now it looked like the man was hugging air. He waited to be noticed before he spoke.
"And so you have come, my entertainment."
From high above they could see his grin, white pearls of teeth catching the faint fluorescent light.
"I suppose you are curious as to why you have these powers? Or have the masks' personalities deaden your senses?" He spoke normally, but none would have trouble hearing his drawling voice. "Either way, I'll let you work out that problem on your own. As of right now I'd like to offer you something interesting. I've been rather bored you see, so very bored. And I was wondering if you humans could remedy that problem for me. You see I have this mask -"
For a brief second all of them would see the outline of a mask, but no other finer details.
"And this mask is very important. It is called the Creation Mask and it does everything you think it does, and more." He paused and grinned wider, wondering what expressions were held beneath their facade. "You'll have control over every single living thing in this world, even animals. You can even get rid of free will if you wanted. And anything that your mind can fashion, will exist in the blink of an eye. The problem is... I seem to have lost it. Could you find it for me? I promise you I'll make it worthwhile. What do you say?"
He released an arm, dangling from an invisible branch in the air.
"Of course, you can keep it for yourself and do whatever you like. Let me know your answer and I'll begin the hunt. Refuse to play and I'll kill you on the spot."