Fovea Munson is nobody's Igor. True, her parents own a cadaver lab where they perform surgeries on dead bodies, and yes, that makes her gross by association, at least according to everyone in school. And sure, Fovea's stuck working at the lab now that her summer plans have fallen through. But she is by no means just Dr. Frankenstein's assistant! That is, until three disembodied heads in the lab start talking. To her. Out loud. What seems like a nightmare, or bizarre hallucination, is not. Fovea is somebody's Igor, all right. Three somebodies, actually. And they need a favour.