This article originally appeared in Jump Point 8.9. It’s dusk when the small group I’m hiking with enters a clearing. Our tour leader, who asked to be identified only as Ronove, stops and announces we’ve arrived. I set down my backpack, exhausted yet exhilarated, and soak in the view. I’ve promised to keep the coordinates and route secret, but I can say we’re deep within Vastac’s Tecuya Mountains with an incredible view of the sun setting over a riparian canyon. A sense of peace and tranquility washes over me before being replaced by the thought that my blood-curdling screams could echo through the canyon and no one would ever hear. Makes sense why Neville Lott chose this spot for his grisly deeds.