What makes a killer emerge? Could it be genetics or are we shaped by our environments from

childhood onwards?

Lurking in the recesses of the mind is a dark cruelty, cupped in the hands of pleasure and

nurtured by the need for power. Does this exist within us all and if so, how do some control it

and others allow it to consume them?

The detached coldness of a clinic waiting room, the deafening silence that illuminated your

vulnerability. Who’d have thought from such desperation, friendships would flourish.

Starting with a simple hello, a group friendship was forged that would grow from within

adolescence into adulthood. With the strains of trauma beginning to show, the group becomes

aware that the normality expected in the society around them is a far cry from how this group

functions and the cracks begin to appear.

With torture, murder, control and grief only a stone’s throw away, where will the darkness take

this troubled group of individuals?