Check out the lodge

Part of the allure of camping is the illusion of isolation, so you decide to leave your new neighbors alone for now. Instead, you head the opposite direction down the main path towards the entrance of the campgrounds where you passed a cabin/lodge of some sort. You aren't fully aware of the functionality of the building, but it might have some information or amenities available within.

The walk to the cabin is longer than you remember, but still not a demanding hike. You get there in about 15 minutes, arriving at what looks like the rear entrance to it. There is only one car parked in the gravel driveway, an SUV with an official looking emblem on the side of it.

This place must function as an information booth or a hub for the forest rangers to meet. It doesn't look particularly large, but you figure that there may be some pamphlets or maps that you can use to improve your experience here at the campgrounds, and after bailing on your friends you figure you should at least make the best of your time so that you have something to show for it when you get back.

You walk up to the back door, reaching out to pull the screen door open. However, as your hand hovers over the door handle, you hear some strange, yet conceptually-familiar sounds coming from the open window. You've watched enough porn in your childhood to recognize the sound of female moans from inside the cabin, and you creep to the window to investigate.