A dark comedy horror experience set in a decaying Michigan summer camp, experienced through the eyes of its unwitting villain.

The year is 2009. The location: Camp Watauga, a last-hurrah summer program for high school seniors nestled in the ass-end of Livingston County, Michigan. This slice of Rust Belt paradise features scenic views of abandoned factories, the lingering stench of industrial death, and cell reception so shit you'd have better luck with smoke signals. The housing crisis just kicked everyone in the teeth, but Michigan real estate was already circling the drain - you could buy a house for less than a used Honda Civic.

A freak tornado knocks out the only cell tower within 50 miles and destroys the camp's GPS systems, you and thirty other seniors are trapped in the middle of nowhere. No internet. No phone. No porn. Your Lust meter starts climbing.

Not actually Andrew Graves, he just fit the aesthetic of the MC so I used the image.