![A Victorian Christmas party thrown by ghosts bent on returning to flesh as demons.](https://i0.wp.com/shoggoth.net/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/Xmas.png?resize=150%2C150&ssl=1)
“Good morning. I’ve brought you your breakfast.”
Reluctantly, I awakened. I’d been having the loveliest dream—something about warmth and sunshine, and some gleaming object in the palm of my hand. I fought to hold onto the images, but they slipped away from me.
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