In the thick fog of a Victorian cemetery, a small child stands barefoot among crooked tombstones. His face is hidden by a cracked porcelain ...

In the thick fog of a Victorian cemetery, a small child stands barefoot among crooked tombstones. His face is hidden by a cracked porcelain mask shaped like a smiling pumpkin, from beneath which seeps orange light—like a glow from within. In his hands, he clutches a torn stuffed rabbit with glowing red ...