Late night chills wrapped the small seaside town of Seaview. DS Reynolds stood, hands clasped, on the windswept pier. A storm approached, and with it, a grisly discovery. He eyed the dimly lit tavern, its occupants oblivious to the horror to come. The rain began to fall in earnest. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air. A body landed with a splash at his feet.