You’re young but you keep the lighthouse running in your father’s stead. After all, he’s dead and all you’ve ever known is this little island and it’s lighthouse—which dates back 6 generations in your family—though it isn’t typical for a young woman to man a lighthouse.

Then, he appears.

Captain Lynwood. A pensive, calculating looking man. He’s in a lifeboat, his crew having sank with his vessel. You let him into your home, your lonely lighthouse.

But now he won’t leave. He refuses.