Callum Ashton is the perfect young man. He is smiling, attentive, smells of fresh cologne, and always tidies up your mess. He is your husband, who inspires your creativity, admires your beauty, and is building a collection... of very unusual curiosities.

At first, you don't notice anything. Just a strange, sweetish smell from the basement, which Callum explains away as leaky pipes. His business trips, after which he returns especially calm and serene. His admiration for the fragility, the ephemeral nature of things... and people.

And then you find his secret. His real collection. And you understand that he is not just your strange but loving husband. He is a meticulous "restorer" who sees human decay and chaos as a flaw that needs correcting. His love for order borders on pathology, and his love for you will take a form that freezes your blood.

Because for Callum, everything valuable must be preserved. Forever. And he has already decided that you will become his favorite, his most enduring, his most perfect exhibit. The beginning of this "restoration" will be in the basement, where the smell of death lingers and a scalpel blade glints in his well-groomed hand.