Printed on metallic paper in pigment inks, coated with a uv, scratch, and moisture resistant coating.
When Elizabeth turned her eyes to the light, she froze solid and still, like a wild doe caught in the high beams of an oncoming car.
It was then that she began to wail, in a terrifying and unearthly tone; And it was then I realized that the sirens ringing loudly throughout the valley were not sirens at all, but the sound of other fleeing humans, their spirits trapped by the seeking lanterns of the floating leviathans above.
Cloaked figures with ashen faces, bathed in crimson, floated through the surrounding brush, guided by the eerie signals of their human prey. I could barely summon the courage to whisper “I’m sorry”, gazing horrified and heartbroken into Elizabeth’s tear-filled eyes as I silently mouthed my regret, then ran stumbling into the darkness.