White Oaks is a gloomy estate, somewhere along the jagged coast line, which has long passed its heyday. On the floor in the corner of the library, staring blindly at the ceiling is an old man, whose cheek and neck are riddled with bullets. Across the room there is a young man, who is mortally wounded, and ten feet away from him is a safe. Against the safe door is a home made chemical bomb, with its fuse sizzling, like a giant fire cracker about to explode...