It was an unprepossessing island, stuck out in the Bristol Channel, exposed to the elements and frequently battered by storms. Small, windswept, barren of trees, the only things that seemed to thrive there were the hardiest of plants and several species of gull.
But it was isolated, not easily accessible, and still had some more or less intact buildings that could be restored for use. In short, it was just what Jack needed.
With the blessing of the Crown, Flat Holm Island became a sanctuary for the victims of the Rift, their shelter from a world that wouldn’t understand them.