Quiet, Peaceful, Undisturbed. Surrounded by woods lies Fawnhill Lake, The only noise for miles is the quiet rustling of a squirrel, dear, maybe even the odd otter rolling about in the undergrowth. The only disturbance on the silvery waters, the odd fish jumping up out of the water. But wait a minute... What's this? The perpetual silence has been broken. Michael Dresden has been comin up to Fawnhill Lake ever since he was a boy, his father showed him a 'secret' path through the dense forests to come fishing. Now, with his own son of eight, Aaron, Michael comes to the lake, in the same spot, to fish.