People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine and people believe: and it is that belief, that rock-solid belief, that makes things happen.

“There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife.”

“But I thank Providence that I came here.”

“Shadow inserted his coin. The drunk in the graveyard raised his bottle to his l…”

“But standing in that hallway, it was all coming back to me. Memories were waiti…”