Show Notes
Three camping trips that should never have happened. A hidden valley in the Cascades where something learns to wear your friends’ faces. An anniversary weekend that keeps resetting to the same morning, with the same body hanging from the same oak. And a backcountry lake in Colorado where pale figures stand at the edge of the firelight all night, counting.
Story One 00:00 Story Two 17:48 Story Three 38:18
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