I have always loved the ocean. Beautiful and tranquil, it seems like it can do absolutely no harm. Until the night my parents go missing, and then are subsequently found dead. Both have been viciously mauled by something off the Gulf—something even the medical examiner claims is an ‘unknown animal.’ But the worst part? I swear I saw something in the water the night they were both killed. But this is no chance occurrence. As the body count begins to rise, and as more tragedies unfold, I realize that something has to be done. Someone has to hunt down, and kill, the monster of Mermaid Cove. That someone is me.