In the Nevada desert, some trails are not meant to be followed

When two young Englishmen, Mike and Cooper, decide to go camping near Area 51 in the Nevada desert things don't go quite as planned, especially after Harvey Jones wanders into their camp. However, it soon becomes apparent that losing their tent is the least of their troubles.

Finding themselves lost, they decide to follow a trail of green excrement in the hopes that the animal responsible might lead them to water, and hopefully other people.

Unfortunately for them, what they find at the end of the trail is not what they expected.

"What I wouldn't do for some chocolate," Cooper said, a dreamy smile played across his face. "Smooth, rich creamy chocolate.

"Yeah, but if you'd brought any it would've melted long before now," Mike replied. Cooper nodded sadly. "Now, a nice thick juicy steak," Mike continued. "With mushrooms and gravy."

"Peppercorn sauce," Cooper said.

"Pepper. Corn. Sauce." Mike considered this. "Fried chicken wings in maple syrup..."

Harvey licked his lips in anticipation.