Her eyes flutter open, but it's dark, and she can only make out shadows. She winces as tight cords dig into the soft skin of her arms, immobilising her. Where am I? The last thing she can remember is Molly, pleading with her to come back inside. Her whole body hurts. She moans again, and then she hears it. Soft breathing nearby. She's not alone... As the sun sets into the sea over the pretty Cornish town of St Ives,...