"The Hills Have Eyes" immediately came to mind the second I pulled in the driveway. I half expected to see some sort of half mutated hillbilly come stumbling out of the rundown trailer house that greats the entrance to this "campground"...instead I didn't get greeted by one until I continued down the goat trail into this nightmarish place. I am a seasoned traveler of 12 countries on 3 continents, I've worked in the oil fields of North Dakota and Alaska braving mancamps and oil rigs, I now climb electrical poles with spikes and hold high voltage lines in my hands starring death in the face on a daily basis but honestly nothing prepared me for the dark and dreadful feeling of being inside that campground at night. I will never go back.