Two went fishing, only one came home... Barrett stands at his window, watching a heron attempt to stalk it's prey. The fog resting on the surface of the bayou is camouflaging everything beneath. The pain coming from the back of Barrett's head, reminds him of the fog within his own mind... Without answers the whispers have begun to blur the faces around town. Adding yet another question for Barrett to answer, friend or foe? Barrett and his family gather for a service that came too soon, shoulder to shoulder in the Louisiana heat. The humidity is not the only thing gripping the chests of all involved. When the fog clears, what secrets will be lurking below?