When a record flood engulfs Vermont, newspapers report sightings of jelly-like forms floating down the currents. Wilmarth is skeptical of the sightings, but he is countered by letters from Ackeley, who lives in a remote Vermont townhouse and swears that the sightings are genuine. Thus begins a correspondence, with Ackeley’s letters indicating a desperate plight: he claims that secretive beings dwell in nearby hills, and that his guard dogs are found dead the morning after, evidence of nightly intruders
