Daytona Beach and Oahu are packed with tourists looking for paradise. Instead, they find a living hell. Without warning, a thick, unnatural ocean fog rolls over the horizon, bringing with it the shattered, barnacle-encrusted remains of an 18th-century pirate vessel.
Commanding the ship is Captain Stephan Vulture, a ruthless, immortal tyrant who, along with his entire crew, has been transformed into a terrifying, skin-peeling skeletal legion. Bound by an ancient, unyielding blood curse, Vulture and his headhunting crew march directly out of the surf and onto the white sands. They aren't looking for a parley, and they aren't hidden by shadows—they launch a full-scale, daylight invasion slasher, methodically hacking and tearing through beachgoers, surfers, and luxury resort staff.
The true terror of Captain Vulture’s crew is their absolute lack of self-preservation. Because they are already dead, they cannot be stopped by modern security, gunfire, or physical trauma. They don't take cover, they don't feel pain, and they don't stop moving forward. As the local authorities try to contain an impossible situation with zero cellular signals and nowhere to run, a small, desperate group of survivors must band together to uncover the dark historical truth behind Vulture’s stolen bounty before the entire island is completely liquidated.
