On this day, eight (turns out it was only) five adventurous suckers souls are trekking to Pocahontas County West Virginia at the behest of a reformed cultist turned groveling sycophant. What do we expect to find up on that mountain? Solitude? Exploitation? Wild dreams? Perhaps a little Security? Most likely, all of the above with a smattering of psychic goth and a dollop of.....death.

Take me home indeed.

I hope this won't be my last entry