When Logan, Meg and Andy decided to go camping to celebrate finally graduating university, they couldn’t have been happier. However they soon discover that their idyllic camping spot isn’t what it seems. They are haunted by large shapes moving in the trees, distorted versions of their own voice mocking their terror, and a nauseating smell of what can only be described as hot metal and blood.
At first Logan pegs this horrific events as symptoms of his withdrawal from “legal” highs, after all his current paranoia and sleep deficiencies are have all been caused by his abuse of narcotics.
However when Andy disappears collecting firewood and shows up hours later acting stranger than anyone could have ever expected. Logan and Meg cast it aside as the toll from the constant haunting screams echoing from the forest every night. That is, until all the little things start to add up. The constant staring at the fire, the mimicking of facial expressions, the slightly off pitch and constant repetition of things already said. When Logan finds Andy’s shirt torn, and buried by the river. Confronted by these terrifying thoughts, and a sudden return to reality thanks to a freak storm Logan and Meg have to face the fact that it might not be their friend they are bringing back.
Following their nightmares and demons, and the ever nagging thought that what if it is still Andy, Logan and Meg go on a spine chilling journey to find out what happened to their friend, and why some things are best left forgotten.
Inspired by age old myths of Skinwalkers and Goatmen, this carefully woven tale intends to traumatise, and terrify, a generation of movie goers who have been lulled into thinking that ghosts are the scariest thing that goes bump in the night.