A therapist. A village. A glass that never empties.When emotionally exhausted therapist Laurel Penn retreats to the Cornish coast to recover from a breakdown, she finds herself drawn to a peculiar village with an even stranger name: Pityme.Above the cosy but unsettling Pityme Inn, Laurel begins to unearth more than just her own buried truths. The pub's regulars all seem to know who she is. Visitors arrive then vanish. Couples argue in eerie synchronicity. And in the attic, a guestbook appears to be writing its own entries - including one that chills her to the core: "It wasn't pity. It was penance."What begins as a quiet sabbatical spirals into a psychological reckoning, as Laurel realises Pityme isn't just a place for healing - it's a place for those who've run out of anywhere else to hide.If you think you found this village by accident, you're wrong.It found you.