Raymond and Maggie
Maggie had gone through the door to Trinidad for a few days, when her Dad was a best man in a wedding there. She still heard the voices now that she was back on the island, but having a break had allowed her to maintain her sanity. Even now with the fog grabbing at her, she was able to remain calm. And she had noticed the strangest thing - on the rare occasions where she felt truly afraid or angry at the fog, a gust of wind would appear and blow the fog away from the space around her. When this was all over, she'd have to talk to her Dad about the possibility of her having inherited some of his magic.
For now, she simply wished to help in any way she could. So when she heard someone yelling, she followed the sound of his voice. "Hey, hey." She called out when she reached Raymond. "It's going to be okay. We just need to get you out of this fog and you'll be fine."