Publisher's blurb: Magical red mist suffuses the air and plants within this crumbling village, flowers and waterlilies bloom in bloody water along the broken boardwalks and muddy bone encrusted mounds of earth. The scent of damp earth wafts on the breeze, mingling with that of the rotting timber. Damaged barrels of fish oil are piled high alongside crates of dried, salt-packed fillets which have been mostly raided. Derelict buildings crumble, tiles falling from their roofs and supporting structures giving away to leave deadly gaps in the higher boardwalks.