In 1969, a storm claimed physicist Myles Pibbles and sealed his hilltop observatory above East Bay, Maine. Fifty years later, the locked dome remains a silent landmark—pointed out to tourists, then quickly forgotten.

When eighteen-year-old Charles Mandrake inherits the crumbling Mandrake estate, the observatory comes with it: a dusty control room, a generator that still roars to life, shelves of cryptic notebooks, and a concrete basement with a single iron ring bolted to the floor.

Craving something solid in a town thick with old ghosts, Charles enlists sharp-tongued Anna Ko and steady Todd Baskerville. Together they turn the relic into an after-school refuge—cleaning panels, mapping wires, logging every reading under strict rules: document everything, never energize the unknown, always leave a way back.

But the building has its own memory. Lights glow on dead circuits. Compasses spin drunk. A silent receiver suddenly whispers endless strings of numbers whenever fog crawls in from the harbor—numbers that match Pibbles’s final entries pointing not at the stars, but straight down at that iron ring.

Restoring the observatory is no longer maintenance. It’s inheritance of an experiment Pibbles never completed—and a choice no adult in East Bay will touch.

Three teenagers. One machine that was never meant for the sky. And a decision that could stay buried… or wake something the whole town has spent decades trying to forget.