On the surface, Alice is where she should be in life: she’s just given birth to a baby girl, Dawn; her husband Steve – a white academic whose area of study is conveniently her own Mohawk culture – is nothing but supportive; and they’ve moved into a new home in a wealthy neighbourhood in Toronto, a generous gift from her in-laws. But Alice could not feel more like an imposter. She isn’t bonding with Dawn, a struggle made more difficult by the recent loss of her own mother. Every waking moment is spent hiding her despair from Steve and their neighbours, amongst whom she’s the sole Indigenous resident. Her perpetual self-doubt hinders the one vestige of her old life she has left: writing a modern retelling of the Haudenosaunee creation story. And then strange things start happening. Alice finds herself hearing voices she can’t explain and speaking with things that should not be talking back to her.