She wants to know his secret. He hasn’t decided what it is yet.

Drunk, Crying, Hysteric, and Alone. That’s how she finds him at 3am on a Tuesday night. He only called her because she was the first number on his recent calls. Now she’s dealing with a seemingly perfect guy and his obviously imperfect future. He has so much to say and not enough time to say it. She now understands that secrets, are kept secret for a reason and some people have too many to count. All through the quiet streets of her seaside town, brand new demons are stirring, and not the spiritual type.