Q is an aging spy in search of a monster known as The Shadow - a rumored darkness fabricated by the media as a murderer with a grudge against promiscuous women. His wife, M, is taunted by a haunted closet and low television signal range in their mountaintop mansion. Alex, their son, is your typical boy at the verge of maturity experimenting both sexually and emotionally. Things head south for the family when The Shadow impregnates M and Q must find a cure in time for Alex's college graduation at week's end. The game then finally begins. In these dire straits, Q begins the process of fisting. He lays out the bodies of evidence before him: creatures hidden in museums, the difficult man befriended by his son, and ladies of the night who sit on hard secrets. He eases into them like a man carefully dipping his hand into a tub of warm water. But Q is still sucked violently into this dark hole, this backdoor cavity of secrets and lies. As with all family dramas, it will all climax with blood-curdling screams.