“In ghost, Thomas smiled at Edith, really smiled; she remembered the glow of flame in his eyes when they had danced the Chopin waltz; the radiance of the firelight on his face in their humble honeymoon sanctuary at the depot. Need had driven him into the darkness, but love had brought him into the light. It had redeemed him.”
Crimson Peak, book.
Wendy came out of seemingly nowhere when she grabbed Jack from behind to drag him deeper into the forest, sharp claws ripping cloth and peircing skin.