The year is 1894. Your mother Esme recently passed away, from an unknown illness. You’re a young child at age 3. Your father had explained death to you when your mother passed, and you understand that your mother was not with you anymore. It’s been a week since she died and one night your mother returned. You’re lying in your crib when you see your mother, still in the dress she was buried in walk into your room. Her red eyes shine in the moonlight coming in through the window.