The Vanishing Light

Storm-lashed lighthouse on a rugged coastal cliff. The lantern room spins wildly with no one at the controls, casting erratic beams through rain-streaked windows. Below, the keeper's quarters show signs of hurried departure - an overturned chair, a cold cup of tea, and maritime charts spread across the desk. The spiral staircase leads down to the supply level and entrance where the storm batters the heavy oak door. • Present day during a violent coastal storm