The tiger moved restlessly around the narrow space into which it was penned. There was light and air beyond the long thick stick things that kept it back but no sign of grass. Just a bare stretch of flat stone. Leaf shadows moved across the empty clearing in front with the gusts of wind. Apart from the rustle of the leaves there was no other sound. Nor were there smells of anything on the air. All the tiger could scent were a few stale smells of people and those died when the wind dropped. No scent of monkeys or deer or any of the other jungle creatures he was used to. It was a young tiger barely old enough to hunt for itself. It was still very confused as to how it had got itself into this narrow space. A tiger is kidnapped and so is a girl - though not at the same time. They find themselves sharing isolation in a hunting lodge that is rumoured to be haunted, at the mercy of an unknown enemy. Who has locked them in and why? What happens when a young tiger is terrified out of its wits and a girl finds herself locked in and forced to fend for herself? Perhaps call for a ghost to come to the rescue?.