In the beginning there was nothing, trouble was nothing liked it that way. Have the Rat Catchers finally met their match?
Broadcliffs, a picture perfect postcard seaside town, with a ransom note scrawled in blood on the back. Nothing is what it seems, and in that town everybody has something to hide, even the secrets have secrets.
So who is looking after the kids in this town of dread? Only the Rat Catchers Guild, a shadowy network of nefarious types that operates on the very limit of barely legal. At their head three unlikely heroes; Edith Granville-Smith, The chav Duchess, hard as diamonds, and twice as pretty, Tiberius Soames, the bookworm with a cricket bat and Marlowe Jones, uber nerd extraordinaire.
In the Dead Letter Drop, the Guild discovers a note that screams when you try to cut it, bleeds black ooze, and comes from a girl that died over a hundred years ago. This is no ordinary cry for help. The trail leads them through Broadcliffs dark past, to the explosive finish, where they have a rendezvous at a ruined mill deep in the rolling windswept moors, with an entity that wants to destroy the universe.