It was supposed to be a weekend of fun and relaxation for the nine friends who had decided to spend it at Arian's mansion on a secluded island. But a typhoon had hit, making it impossible for them to leave. As they hunkered down in the mansion, the atmosphere between them became tense. Old rivalries resurfaced, and secrets were exchanged. Things took a turn for the worse when Mobin was found dead in his room, his body contorted in a way that suggested he had died in extreme pain. The friends were stunned and horrified. They searched the entire mansion, but found no clue as to who could have done this. As they decided to stick together for safety's sake, the next murder happened when Ali was found dead with his throat slit. Suspicion fell on those who were not in the same room at the time of the crime. Amin, an Iranian nationalist, became a prime suspect in the eyes of his enemies. When he too met his end, his body hanging from the ceiling fan, suspicion shifted to those who stood to benefit from his death. It was a vicious cycle of suspicion and murder. One by one, the friends were killed off, each in a way that defied explanation. Saber was found dead in the shower with his head bashed in; MohammadMehdi was electrocuted in his room, and MohammadHossein was impaled with a sharp object. As the friends became fewer and fewer, they turned on each other. Amir was the last one standing, but when he tried to radio for help and leave the island, he was killed too. In the end, none were left alive. The island was a ghost town, the mansion a gruesome crime scene. The culprit was never found, and it was left to the imagination of those who heard the story. When the seagulls cried, they cried for the lost souls of those who had gone to the island and never returned.