Cemeteries may look peaceful by day, but when the sun dips below the horizon, they become eerie thresholds where history, sorrow — and something else — linger near the stones in the dark.

Cemeteries may look peaceful by day, but when the sun dips below the horizon, they become eerie thresholds where history, sorrow — and something else — linger near the stones in the dark.
The headstones don’t speak — but something beneath them remembers, and it’s not done watching the living.