Is there anything scarier than a homicidal hospital?

There's no love lost between Imogene and her boyfriend's mother. But when Eleanor is admitted to a sanatorium for her migraines, Imogene takes the high road and visits.

The hospital is housed in a creepy mansion with a chilling past. The medicines being used are a throwback to the days of snake oil and superstition. And while she's there, Imogene bumps into a newly deceased patient.

As hauntings go, this ghost steals the show. And everything else. Turns out Becky Riddell was being treated for kleptomania. Her influence is hard to resist.

Things take a sinister turn when dead bodies start popping up around the sanatorium at an alarming rate. Imogene knows she should investigate, but the last thing she needs is more drama in her life. She has enough thanks to the poltergeist that's been dogging her steps for the past month.

However, if Imogene doesn't figure out who's killing off patients and why, she'll have to move out of her apartment. Thanks to Becky's compulsion, she's pinched so much stuff, there's barely enough room for her and her cat. Besides, El would never forgive her if his mother became one of the not-so-dearly departed.