Ocean's Night Flights is a story about Ocean, a young lesbian cinema manager and her experience with the unknown, sometimes scary and sometimes not. The story is told from her Point of View, mostly.

While aspects of the story may be classified as paranormal, I have chosen not to make any strong claims about the 'paranormal' though an aspect of the story is based on true events, I will leave that up to the reader. Her experiences with the 'paranormal' begin when she is eight years-old - on the night before her ninth birthday.

She has viewed these events until now as powerful dreams, not something in the conscious realm. Later when night watching TV with her partner, Jacinta, she sees a News segment about a crime, alleged to have happened in a large city more than a thousand kilometres away from where she lives.

She suddenly thinks her dreams may not be mere dreams, after all, but something weird, unnerving and personal - she 'dreamed' the incident the night it happened. She decides to tell Jacinta, her girlfriend of about six months, about her dreams but hoping all the while that what happened with her other partners won't happen with Jacinta when they learnt of her nocturnal behaviour, she knew she was putting herself out there to be hurt, telling Jacinta, but she was compelled in case something happens this time like the police brandishing a photograph of the suspect; it being her.

But Jacinta's response isn't the one she expected - Jacinta laughing her head off like she had heard a humurous joke; Ocean having a strange turn or something. Her fear that a photograph is provided by the police of the suspect - her.

Jacinta's awkward response is revived the following morning with a quip about the police knocking on her door, which is exactly what happens. It is at this moment that Ocean's life takes an unreal turn, and she begins a fight for control of her mind; the abductor calling on her again and the police wanting to make an arrest, whether she likes it or not, the fight for control of her mind and body has just begun.

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