A man awakens on a beach. It is cold, he is alone and he has no memory of who he is or where he comes from.
As the darkness unfolds, memories slowly start to return. There is something malevolent within the fog. Something watching and waiting. Something that is intent on fulfilling an ancient blood ritual.
To his mother, Sam is an ordinary nine year old boy. To what remains of the House of The Moon he is the future, and when the moon is full, he must be brought into the fold.
The full moon will be rising, and when it falls, there will be either damnation or salvation in its wake.
Only one man stands in the way, and he is prepared to make a stand no matter what the consequences may be.
A man awakens on a beach. It is cold, he is alone and he has no memory of who he is or where he comes from.
As the darkness unfolds, memories slowly start to return. There is something malevolent within the fog. Something watching and waiting. Something that is intent on fulfilling an ancient blood ritual.
To his mother, Sam is an ordinary nine year old boy. To what remains of the House of The Moon he is the future, and when the moon is full, he must be brought into the fold.
The full moon will be rising, and when it falls, there will be either damnation or salvation in its wake.
Only one man stands in the way, and he is prepared to make a stand no matter what the consequences may be.