Getting near the dock in San Lucas, you start to breath its mystery and as soon as the boat's engine stops...silence...complete silence, not even the sound of the breeze moving the leaves. I'm now walking on a path that leads to the main entrance when horrifying deep growls suddenly interrupts the stillness. As the screaming sounds get closer and closer I manage to see the source, two howling monkeys up on a tree, welcoming the Captain and me to the island. The whole place is pure creepiness and if you like dark tourism this is a great spot. The Captain told me stories about what went on in there; prisoners trying to escape and getting eaten by sharks, torture, murder and what not, it's hard to believe this Island was shut down until the early 90's.
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