Rex, watched the wind of guilt and the supernatural blow his big brother, Sidney Egbe and his friends into empty shells. He found himself grappling between uncertainty and reality. Caressed by the virgin beauties of his hometown, far away in the green fields of African, Sidney got lost in the pious mode of his cycle of friends and the inviting sexuality of the nude village beauties.They all struggled to stay with their faith in chastity and devotion to the seemly missionary positions they found themselves, but the call for sexual experiment was stronger than their youthful resolve. One after the other, they all coward out of the stage of reality into confused uncertainty of fleshly desire that was obviously insatiable. Sidney and his friends devolved into darkness of the ghost of the wet night. Someone had to pay with his life, and another lost his mind.Rex Egbe who watched this weak struggle of men of strong will and intelligence, tried to rescue his brother from the disaster that he once saw in a vision. He alone knew it was a single feminine ghost of sexual urges that was hunting them all. He knew he had to do something but wasn't strong enough. He knew Sidney was schedule to die before the New Year to cleanse the blood that was shed the night the ghost was born. He watched and hoped that help will come for Sidney whose days were speedily coming to a close.