There has been a murder in the sleepy town of Belmoore. A mangled body hangs from the once inspiring statue in the town center. Others have gone missing in surrounding towns, but it has never come so close to what was meant to be a safe hamlet, far away from the troubles of larger cities. Alasdair only just arrived, and he doesn't know how he got there. The timing couldn't be worse. Even Alasdair, spurred by instinct to try and prove his own innocence, is uncertain about his involvement. Slowly, he unravels the mystery and realizes that even if he's not responsible, he's involved. There's been more than just one murder, and whoever has done it appears to be trying to accomplish something on a larger scale. Through his investigations, Alasdair comes to befriend some of the locals. Spread between them, bits and pieces of vital information are gained. He meets a woman in prison who, like him, awoke without her memories. He finds the accounts of the victim who seemed to set everything in motion, but he still needs answers. How do all the tragedies lead back to him and his strange gifts? Is he even human?