There's something odd going on with the renovations of an historic old hotel, at least if three little old ladies are to be believed, but who would believe them over the suave, and ludicrously wealthy, Mr. Cool? The feds and the local officials sure aren't listening, but Gwen knows the truth is far more terrible than even their venerable imaginations can contrive, but who can she tell or would believe her if she did? Worse, the plot brewing within its walls might sink the whole world into darkness, not just stir up controversy in one dinky little town, for there's an evil within far worse than black mold. And when she finally does find allies, they can't do a thing about it! Great Aunt Phyllis is taking sword lessons just in case, but even she is no match for an evil of this magnitude.