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. In Welsh.