"My breath was tearing through my lungs as I hobbled as fast as my legs could carry me; my left was bleeding bad and leaving trails of crimson behind that were oddly glowing in the pale moonlight of the Arizona sky. I had no idea where my wife was, but at the moment I had to focus on myself or she'd be lost forever in this insane place...something I didn't want to think about. I had read up about cults before...but I don't think I could have ever been adequately prepared for what I found here...the hot sticky smell of decaying carcasses, the incessant buzzing of flies gorging themselves on the feast laid before them...it was all too much. I had to keep running though, or that insane mob would find me, and I assumed I'd be tossed into that dark hole with the rest of their victims. As I ran, I noticed I was coming up to a shadowy area flanked by trees on either side and I looked up; clouds had just moved over the moon, drastically cutting down on visibility..."Good" I thought, it would be harder for them to find me...but then I realized it would be next to impossible to see MY pursuers as well. I reached into my bag and pulled out my camera and flipped on the nightvision mode, rivulets of sweat pouring down my forehead as I did so. I held up the camera and saw the ghostly green images of the world around me coming into view...I swallowed...not sure if I would outlast the night...outlast this horror."