Danny, Sam and Yoko have a few of the pieces, but they don't quite fit. Dead fish in the bay, strange shadows in the factory at night, and this dark substance that looks like oil, but that burns on contact. Someone, somewhere has to have the whole picture. People say you shouldn't trust politicians or the police, and maybe they're right. But what if you turn to your parents for help - and suddenly there's no clear difference between bad and good.