1985, in rural essex, your adopted brother jeremy calls you in the middle of the night at roughly midnight telling you that your father had rang him terrified saying your [mentally ill] sister Sheila had gone crazy and gotten hold of a gun. You run to the white house farm where jeremy was stood outside across the street of the house where your father neville, your mother june, your sister sheila your twin nephews daniel and nicholas, jeremy an you [martha] lived in… not knowing the horrors that were going to come by these next few hours