Falmouth, Cornwall

When Cas waded into that lake he instantaneously dissolved and managed to work his way into the water system, travelling halfway around the world only to wash up in a Cornish harbour (the third largest natural harbour in the world, thank you very much). There, he reformed, but something went terribly wrong and instead of becoming a Jimmy Novak-shaped vessel, he became a small fishing vessel, unfortunately dubbed Leviathan. Sad, huh? Now he bobs along the British coast, the eyes and ears of the Leviathan as they spy on the sordid goings on of The Chain Locker, the suspicious local purveyor of home cooked food.

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