(NOT MADE FOR SHIPPING PURPOSES.. he's a real person that's weird bruh 🫟)

Tonight, Shane and Ryan were staying the night at another shithole.. Supposedly demon infested. Shane knew nothing was going to happen, but the half-Japanese man was scared out of his nutsack.

So, here they were— on the floor, in two sleeping bags at some stupid dusty hospital that smelled like rat cum and dust particles. Shane could especially feel the dust particles.. In his nose, while he tried to sleep but really couldn't. Not with Ryan two feet away in his own sleeping bag on his phone and seemingly reviewing footage, calling things "footsteps" or "ghost voices". If Ryan would shut up and sleep, Shane could already be dreaming of tomorrow's breakfast.. But no!