There are three stories here, and they are all good, but the strongest is the title story.
Black Tea opens with a confused man wandering the pathways of a strange mansion. He finds a note in his pocket telling him the old woman who owns the house is trying to kill him and two remaining men. The objective is simple, but incredibly appealing, can he survive and find a way out of Grandma's house? Grandma is enticingly charming, smiling and offering black tea, but pure evil, a terrifying creation. The house, the Villa Bartoli, plays a dark and twisted part also, it has been designed by her dead husband, with windowless hallways are a maze of crimson carpets, and seemingly bleeding arabesque wallpaper.
The second story is Crocodile, which tells of William Fiorucci, a thin, divorced alcoholic journalist living in Milan above an aging prostitute in his Mother’s flat. A long-retired, one-eyed mobster, gives Fiorucci a bottle of his homemade wine in gratitude for not writing a piece that would have tarnished his granddaughter’s reputation. The wine makes dreams, and nightmares come to life.
In The Janara an unseen spirit visits an adolescent boy. The boy refers to her, perhaps in hope, as 'she', and conjures up disturbing descriptions for her. He must follow the rules she makes if he is to survive, as he clutches to his teddy bear, keep the sheets pulled up, and don't make a sound.