Jemma is in IT sales, living only for her next deal. Rushing to meet a new client in her boss’s 5 Series she skids off a bridge and into a tree. She’s lucky to be alive the neurologists tell her. Yea, she thinks, aside from the dent in my forehead, the facial scars, the terrifying hallucinations, the PSD and the partial paralysis...really lucky. With nowhere else to go, she moves to a seaside chalet in the remote village of Nant Llwyfen to recuperate. Walking on the beach one morning she finds a lifelike wooden hand and decides to discover where it came from. More wooden body parts start to appear. Who is leaving them for her? A murderous stalker? One of her psychotic exes? An eccentric villager? Or were they conjured up by some malevolent spirit in the woods that border the cove? Take a deep breath and submerge...