I'm not saying the entire magical population of North Yorkshire want us dead. Just the majority. Which is why we fled Leeds to hide out in the dubious safety of the seaside town of Whitby. But lying low isn't really in our skillset, and when one of our few remaining friends is taken by the sea, we can't just walk away. We've got to get her back. Especially as her partner is a reaper with a scythe that can slice through reality, and the whole situation might be a teeny, tiny bit our fault. We're not going after Emma alone, though. We've got a one-eyed pirate captain, a bloodthirsty parrot, and a deeply dodgy mermaid, and not even the storm of the century is going to get in our way. The Black Dogs, the kraken cult, and the Sea Witch, on the other hand, might be a bit of a problem.