Deep in the woods, the moonlight barely highlights his white and red makeup and his wicked, upturned smile. But he’s there. Lurking and laughing, infected by the ‘joyful madness’.
And then … the chain screeches as it scrapes to life with hysterical laughter following its trail. There, his footsteps beat onto the root-entangled ground as someone with the burden of many deaths on their shoulders…