Autumn 1980. Carter on the way out, Reagan on the way in. Kids across the globe show up to school with Empire Strikes Back lunch boxes. Disco gasps for air. America waits on pins and needles to find out who shot J.R. And James Riordan’s twelve-year-old daughter dies in a horrible accident.. Intensely grieving, James rents an oceanfront cottage in quiet Sewall’s Beach, Maine - the very same cottage he and his family used to summer in when he was a child - hoping the getaway will be a soothing respite from the nightmare his life has become. But James has traded one nightmare for another. Since arriving in Sewall’s Beach, he’s been seeing and hearing things. The sound of a crying child coming from the loft late at night. The odd, barefoot girl who shows up on the beach every day at high tide. A faceless man who seems to have answers but can’t speak. As the clues pile up, James begins to suspect he’s experiencing the echoes of a decades old tragedy - a tragedy very close to his own - one that only he can make right. Or, maybe, he’s slowly losing his mind…