A father tells his sleepless son a story about a strange island. It starts in the Middle Ages when a group of angry island citizens throw a witch into the lake. Just before she disappears, the witch pronounces a curse over the island; everyone on the island (or anyone who sets their foot on it) will be annoying forever. She blows on a magical shell and the curse starts to control the island. Then the story jumps to the future. Hunter, a *art, shy and partially hearing twelve-year-old boy seems the only one that is not affected by the Witchâs curse. But everyone else has annoying beh*ior. What happens when a bridge is built from the main land to this island? Is there an anticurse? Who is the chosen one to safe this island?