Bury Your GaysBury Your Gays

It's the summer of 1986. The music is good and the perms are bad. Like real bad.

It was meant to be the Best Summer Ever. That was what Gerald promised when he invited you all out here. To his family's cabin in the woods.

That was before he veered off the road with you all in the car.

That was before the first of your friends turned up dead.

Forget college - your only life goal now is survival.

Oh yeah...

And this is probably your last chance to try it on with your crush.

So, you know... priorities and whatever.