There are stories of the night that our elders foretell during moments that idle. Those who genuinely listen attain knowledge of the urban legends that coexist within our realm of understanding. Where there is anarchy that looms before us, there are past troubles that are left to be uncovered. Those who seek to discover the truth without comprehending its outcomes shall be derailed and have their minds infiltrated by thoughts of crazed imagination.

Three boys, Arthur Flemming, Cylus Freidman, and Jordan Ingles, son of the mayor of their town, Ingleton, venture far into the depths of self-doubt and regret through attempting to settle their karmic accounts. However, just like a credit card, these accounts have accrued interest by their lack of awareness to repaying these debts. A hollowing, eerie presence in the form of Floyd Jameson, a janitor who reappears as a spirit collector, haunts the boys, reminding them of their moral obligations.

You may wonder why and where this man pursued the group. Well, it is safe to say that everything in life always comes full circle, and time can do magical things. The man wants to do nothing but hold the malevolent teens accountable for their overindulgences and preach moderation. The boys' reflections were eternally etched into Ingleton's history upon disturbing the dead. Life is short but shorter for others, depending on our decisions.