Harold Mortimer is the last of his clan. The old dilapidated castle is all he has left and he urgently needs money for renovation. Until now, he earned his living from tourists. But the ghosts, once helpful in scaring the numerous clientele, are staying away, because the whisky cellar is empty. Without ghosts, there are no tourists, no money, no renovation, no whishy, no ghosts.... a vicious circle. Enraged, he... see more