First it was tales of young children with strange puncture wounds on their necks, as if from some strange animal. Then of vagrants found dead as the grave, drained of all blood. But most peculiar of all were the rumors... That in the dead of night, at the witching hour- A woman could be seen strolling through the graveyard, humming hauntingly among the tombs and mausoleums... Inviting any passerby foolish enough to be close to such a place at that hour to keep her company in the lonely night... Surely just rubbish hyperbole and stories to frighten children! Such things cannot happen... Say... do you hear humming..?