Welcome to New Orleans, Christmas Eve, 1946.

The Darkness of New Orleans dozed fitfully during the war years, waiting for its chance to play with its toys again.

It was a Darkness as carefully hidden as the gates to the small courtyards that lurk between buildings in the French Quarter.

In the Le Prete Mansion, a movie is just now wrapping up, having spawned madness in trying to film a seductive tale of death and mystery.

Disenfranchised spirits have been sent to the hell of their birth. One lost spirit has found a new home in the body of a French Quarter policewoman. Her lover has found the chance to renew a romance he thought lost forever.

But Cosmic Scales always demand balance.

Slamming one cosmic door jars opens another behind which impatient entities slither out to invoke vengeance and retribution…or just sate long starved bloodlust.

In the Ponchartrain Hotel another movie is being born, its cast and crew unaware that beings long dormant are walking the hallways and rooms in search of revenge. And if the original sinners are long dead, then they will just have to settle for the new ones that cross their paths.

So the Black Frog injects the venom into hapless victims that was spat upon it in life.

The fabled Moon Dial of Memphis grants the fondest wish of those who bask in its eerie light and only think they are willing to pay its price.

The Jade Christmas revisits the sins of the past upon the sinner, seeking a peace she will never find.

Welcome to the most Otherworldly Christmas Eve you will ever try to survive.

"There are dark shadows on the earth,

but its lights are stronger in the contrast."