In her lonely Gothic mansion, whilst stubbornly lending no credence to a carnivorous family curse that wreaks mayhem from slippery seaside shoals to cliffs high above the windswept North Atlantic, enveloped in a full moon’s light over hill and dale on the Welsh moors where great crashing waves toll their lullaby of impending doom, a beautiful young Gibson Girl with a fairly disturbing attachment to her older brother is confronted with one or more monsters lurking about among the fog, bog and frogs. Croaking. Yet who … man or wolf? Or frog?. Watching. Waiting.