It's been a year since Marcus Walther, the Dark Hunter, returned to the shores of his home: the accursed Scarletmere. Since that brief seventy-two hour period, during which a myriad of both fortunate and unfortunate events had taken place, he's been looking for her - her being the young woman who had driven off into the night in her Ruby Red Chevy, rejecting the Divine Relic that had been accidentally summoned to her unwelcoming hand. Returning home upon reading the news that two former colleagues-of-a-sort had been found in the vicinity of the Mere, dead, and having an untimely run-in with the investigating Sheriff has put his all-important search for the girl on hold, threatening the very existence of life, itself.

Thank God for the English, Cambridge-educated writer and artist, Kimberly Hunter, who, with curious tenacity, despite her refined sensibilities, came all the way to America from England in pursuit of a rather intriguing story; a story with a rather strange historical context amid what was apparently supernatural phenomena, creating a mystery in her mind that simply must be solved to her satisfaction. And so it was she who arranged a meeting with the former manager of Camp Scarletmere, only to end up in the company of a retired Master Sergeant, beginning her investigation into a series of events in which she, herself, would play an important role.

The waves of Scarletmere beckon to you...