A boy, tall for his age, stood on one of the many bridges that crossed the canals of Venice. His brown hair was caught by the wind as he stared out onto the dark lagoon. His face was contorted with a frown and to all who saw him would wonder why he wore so little clothing in the dead of winter.

Slowly he raised his head to look around him. Seeing no-one he scrambled over the ornately carved railing and leapt into the freezing waters below…