On a frosty winter morning, the director and screenwriter Oscar Wilder lies dead in his bed. In his chamber, there are clear hints for a woman, who stayed for the night - who was not his wife. Furthermore, the door has been locked from the inside. Did the ghost of the "Green Lady" stab the director on the hunt for disloyal husbands - or was it a murder of flesh and blood?

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