By day, Joseph scrubs toilets and fixes broken light fittings. By night he looks into weird stuff: local hauntings, unexplained disappearances, satanic cabals dancing naked around ancient stone circles. The usual. The Uncanny calls to him like a beacon, and he follows its signal wherever it leads, hoping that one day it will shine a light on who he really is. So far the clues haven't added up to much, but now a mad woman is stalking him, he's tripping over dead bodies in the street, and he keeps having terrifying apocalyptic visions. Can Joseph put the pieces together and figure out his identity? And if he does, will he be able to live with who he really is?