Gourhurst is a place for wayward souls. A place for the dearly departed. And an endless nightmare where all manner of things go bump in the night. To the seasoned eye this is all part of the norm. To Raine, Gourhurst’s newest inhabitant, this nightmare is one bizarre encounter after another. Survival amongst the central city’s cobbled streets and shadowed homes means constant vigilance. And a healthy dose of luck, especially when even the lamplights want Raine for their next meal. Now insurrection is brewing, and Raine is at the center of it. A center of amiable fishermen, a pair of startlingly small giants, and persistent ghouls who cant take no for an answer. Oh, and mimics. Cause you never know if the fork your eating with is going to lick you back or not.