From the very moment the man had seen the old fella - serving behind the counter, that bright afternoon - he had returned to that time, some 30 years ago. Something had taken over him; propelling him forward, carrying him through, and he had not come back to his full self until the deed had been completed. A deed that would open deep, septic wounds, that had been inflicted so many decades ago. Francesca Dreighton is bright, pretty, and (aside from her boyfriend: Ford) only too content to keep to her own company. But when a letter, containing private documents and photographs, is slid under the door of her room at Rose-Mount Halls of Residence, the two university students begin on a path that will lead them into a murky, dangerous underworld. Conspiracy and cover-ups are only part of the horrifying events that will come to light, and if she is to survive, Francesca will have to confront the monsters who are, not only coming out of the shadows to hunt her down, but who dwell within the very civility of our everyday lives. True evil is real, and it exists, not only within men, but within society itself.