Who goes to a cemetery at night? The man who gave us directions asked.

There was probably a good reason as to why visiting Greenwood Cemetery at night (after far, far too long of putting it off) seemed unusual, given that the cemetery wasn’t actually open, and instead we walked around its parameters.

There is something special about it at night, though, the solitude, the quiet, the dark streets and these industrial complexes across the street of the cemetery. They look like something out of a science fiction horror movie, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if something terribly jumped out and killed us.

But I’m here, and nothing did. We walked with the company of the occassional firefly, the man without a lower body on the wheelchair across the street, these eerie metal complexes, and the spirits of the dead in the night all around us.