In the pouring rain, nine year old Beth hurries along the pavement holding a crystal in one hand and with the other she feels a hedgerow’s bristles.
She stops. Turns back and peers into twisted branches. Within soggy greenery, a man in a trench coat squats.
Beth cannot see his face but glimpses the glinting of a blade.
The same blade cuts down her own mother and her mother’s friends.
Beth, the sole survivor of a killing spree, grows up with an overwhelming feeling of guilt. Why was she was unable to save her mother? Save anyone, but herself?
It is only when Beth can let go of these feelings, that her life can begin.