'His eyes grew wide. Not from the pain of me jerking the dagger out of his hand but at the realization that his life was coming to an end. For an instant he looked up at me, a look of bewilderment in his eyes. Maybe he was seeing the things I saw. Images of his children. Of their smiles. Of the things he loved. That look ended as I finally, after thirty long years, drove my dagger deep into his throat.'

Eight kids retreat to the Georgia forests for a holiday camping trip. What seems to be an innocent get-together quickly becomes a nightmare once the sun goes down.