Description

The remote old-house on-the-edge of city, engulfed by age-old trees and Spanish-Moss, seems an ideal location for Recognition Nightingale to create a clean start, to obtain the peace she is never known. However the voices begin, voices from somewhere beyond the edge of reason, whispering of unspeakable horrors, previously and yet in the future. One man and one man alone thinks her headache is genuine -- her enigmatic friend Ian McLaren. Persuasive and unusual, he's obviously seen way too a lot of the dark side, and it's designated him permanently.