The dog is a good boy. The name on his collar says “Dogmeat”.
“Oh my gosh, Look at his stubby little tail!” Debra squeals
The three of you pet the heck out of the little guy! He’s so excited he doesn’t know what to do, he just starts rolling around and jumping back and forth, smiling, and quietly barking periodically. After sufficient scratches behind the ears, and belly rubs, The fog has made it near impossible to see two feet in front of you. The torch light from the crypt is your only guiding light.
You had better get inside quick! Or you’ll be lost in the fog