Can there be reality - without identity?

SYNOPSIS:

Upon a New Year's Eve. Seven disparate characters huddle aboard a lifeboat following a violent storm. Each is attired in a classic, though dishelveled, fancy dress costume, following an ill-fated masquerade ball. What they do not know is; they have come from different ship wrecks in different time periods. They have never met - yet mirror parallel versions of those they know, reenacting past hurts, past conceits, past crimes. Malignant forces work upon them, whipping them into a frenzy. One of their number; the Harlequin, appears and disappears at whim, further manipulating events. What is his dreadful secret?