In the great outdoors, nature is a force that just can't be contained.

In stunning surroundings, within a scene that smacks of peace and tranquility, neither Aaron nor Cheryl have any idea what lurks just beyond the tall trees, what may confront them within the confines of the small space of their shared tent once the sun sets. The danger doesn't exist, the possibility can't even enter their minds, until nature itself proves to be a formidable force with which to reckon.

It takes Cheryl's husband - and Aaron's father - to alter the tone of the annual outing: a camping trip to a beautiful locale high in the mountains. It's Mike's own thoughtlessness, his continual phone calls from the office, that force Cheryl and Aaron to enjoy the relaxed atmosphere of their favorite campsite alone together as Mike's arrival is delayed time and again.

The soothing scenery deserves to be enjoyed, encourages the two left to entertain themselves to thoroughly relax, and allows emotions to surface - for nature to inevitably take over. Cheryl only naturally finds calming solace in Aaron's presence and security in his love and appreciation for her as she's so heavily burdened with the sadness of her son leaving for college soon and the disappointment in her husband's neglect.

In the quiet of nightfall, after making the best of their time alone together next to the comforting campfire, inside the tiny tent and tucked into their sleeping bags, a very real risk looms over them, threatening their very relationship and the familial ties that bind them.   

Is the real danger and primal peril outside the tent or within its thin walls? What happens when anxieties, disappointment, fear, and desperation mingle under the cover of darkness in the perceived safety of each other's arms?  

It's indisputably instinctive. It's not only necessary; it's dangerously longed for.