Sigmund Freud says..."This is the darkest part, the most impenetrable of our personality. The place of Chaos. It is filled with energy from the drives, but without showing any organization, no general will, he intended merely to satisfy instinctual needs, in accordance with the principle of pleasure. The id knows and does not tolerate contradiction. There is no evidence of flow of time." The coastal town of St. Augustine hugs the Atlantic coastline and offers miles of gorgeous surf and sand that seeps between your toes. The cold season never lasts too long in Florida...and everyone is welcome in St. Augustine...including a calculated, cold-blooded killer. An unsolved murder four decades old resurfaces as another woman lay dead on the very same steps of the very same house nearly decapitated. Has an old killer returned? Has a copy-cat taken residence? Or was it something much, much worse? Agents Ernest Paul Kidder, Dr. Mahan Pierce and their team arrive back in Kidder's hometown just as the story of the nearly beheaded woman made national headlines. It seemed as if that January day forty years ago was repeating itself...and it was up to them to hunt the killer before more blood was spilled... before the peaceful community was once again tattooed by savage headlines. The nightmare was just beginning...again. Kidder knew the old case well. Even felt he genuinely knew who the killer was...but that was forty years ago... before his time. That person was dead and buried...right? As tensions mount, and the past and present seem to collide, it becomes clear things aren't always what they seem...and sometimes sanity is a hard thing to hold on to. When your mind starts playing tricks on you, everyone has a breaking point... Everyone has an id...