"I'm not sure how I got here. . . wandering aimlessly, from every molding rock I stood on to the roads that lead me here, all I knew was that I could never go back. . ." Ava Mikealson: haunted, ever tragically and heroically haunted, seventeen year old Ava all but had a normal life, that was until problems came in through tides that crashed to the shore, she needs but only a piece of driftwood to save her from sinking, to save her from the waves that seemed too relentless to stop. Cade Evans: Young-soon to be eighteen, heir of EvansMuse Inc, he seemed to have everything, but they all say the same thing. . . you can't hide from your past, its a relentless bastard, fighting his own battles he may have to crash through others as well, but he seems have more in common with the waves. Somebody-Something must be left behind. . .and it sure as hell wasn't going to be them, or so they hope, but hope doesn't stand a fighting chance. Someone's going to break. Its all up to the clock hand now.