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.
In 1916, Marion Lambert was found dead in the snow with cyanide on her hand. Today her ghost still lingers for justice and closure.