There is something haunting in the light of the moon, it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
What you can't see, feel, touch, smell or hear doesn't mean it's not there... A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the window, the latch rises. Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
