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Eliana arrived at the cemetery at 10:47 p.m., officially late by her own standards and apparently centuries late by the standards of the dead. The gate screeched in protest as if it had been waiting all night just to yell at her. Perfect. Just like Grandma used to say: “If you’re late, you at least better be dramatic.” The gravel crunched under Eliana’s boots, loud in the unnatural stillness. Fog hugged the tombstones like silent spectators. Shadows leaned, shifted, and stretched, distorting familiar shapes into grotesque forms. Eliana shi...
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