Harsher in Hindsight: As Stephen King points out in his nonfiction book Danse Macabre, the subsequent events at Jonestown, Guyana are eerily reminiscent of this scene:
There were hundreds – could it be thousands – of people climbing down the steps to the beach and walking toward her, toward the sea! Was she dreaming?....The people of the town were marching in a solid wall out to the sea, making no sound, staring toward the horizon as though something was beckoning to them. Their faces were white, trancelike, barely human. And there were children among them; some walked along on their own, seeming to belong to no one; those that couldn’t walk were being carried. Most of the people were in their nightclothes, some were naked, having risen from their beds as though answering a call that Mavis neither heard nor saw...
- King's remarks in Danse Macabre:
This was written before the Jonestown tragedy, remember. In the aftermath of that, I recall one commentator intoning with dark and solemn sonorousness, “It was an event that not even the most darkly fertile imagination could have envisioned.” I flashed on the Bournemouth scene from The Fog and thought, “You’re wrong. James Herbert envisioned it.”