Fear of fog

As a teenager, I did the party thing...I was a teenager in the 70's and early 80's and sex drugs satanism and rock and roll were the norm...everybody did it....

from playing records backwards to find hidden satanic messages, to blood rituals, black magic and just basic anti-establishment fads...

One party I went to:

We (me and my then boyfriend) went to a party on a beach...there were other kids there, but I really did not know them, but a beach party attracts all kinds of strangers....

this party was different...a game was played.."Chase and Tag"...
this night, or early morning, not sure when, but it was extremely foggy, visibility was very low....us girls, were told to run and not be caught....like tag...okay, sounded like fun...

bells started ringing and you were to run until the bells stopped, if you were found before the bells stopped you were "it"...but if you did not get caught before the bells stopped, you win (drugs or whatever)...

I started running with my boyfriend, sorta, the fog was really thick so I couldn't really run to much, but my guy was with me...then he wasn't....he ditched me....

I got scared because I didn't know the area, and I couldn't see for shit....but I could hear mens voices...looking for us girls who were running...."little girl, where are you?? "

I ran into a fence or some type of structure and it was there that three men caught me....the bells were still ringing....

these men were old men, like 40's and 50's (which is old to a teenager)...odd....because I had not seen them at all until that moment...

after they caught me, they pushed me back and forth between them, laughing...then I was forced to perform oral sex on them....they put their hands all over me, sickening....then they were gone....the bells stopped....

we were all back at the meeting place,  given pot and alcohol and what ever else fuck shit that was put in our drinks...there was food, music...it was a party....the old men were gone....

no names were ever spoken, no cell phones for pictures, nothing could be identified...this was a secret party on private property...

this was Sex trafficking.......I was 15/16 years old....bait for old men to get their rocks off....me and the other "girls".....

Why didn't I report this to the police????  I was a fucking child, on drugs, I was not marked or harmed in any physical way...no proof on my body of abuse....a history of smoking pot and being rebellious, like all teenagers...these men were upstanding fine tax paying important men....who would have believed a little girl over important men?   and this was the 70"s.....

so,  this memory was stuffed way deep into my brain...and the only thing about this game that stayed with me my whole life was this:

an unnatural fear of fog......