Mr. Hyde is trapped, locked in Dr. Jekyll's house, certain of his inevitable capture. As the dreadful hours pass, he has the chance, finally, to tell his side of the story-one of buried dreams and dark lusts, both liberating and obscured in the gaslit fog of Victorian London's sordid backstreets. Summoned to life by strange potions, Hyde knows not when or how long he will have control of "the body." When dormant, he watches Dr. Jekyll from a distance, conscious of this other, high-class life but without influence. As the experiment continues, their mutual existence is threatened, not only by the uncertainties of untested science, but also by a mysterious stalker. Hyde is being taunted-possibly framed. Girls have gone missing; a murder has been committed. And someone is always watching from the shadows. In the blur of this shared consciousness, can Hyde ever truly know if these crimes were committed by his hands?