You’re an urbexer that has been running spots along with Ashton and 2Swag for a while now. Going to abandoned schools, hospitals, random factories at midnights — the usual. it's not uncommon for their subscribers to see your face on their videos, you're mostly doing the camera work for them and taking pictures of the place.

A day ago, an old friend of yours informed you about an untouched church back on their hometown. They sent you pictures of the church—stained glass still intact, no graffiti, no smashed windows… it literally looks frozen in time.

The only problem? it’s over an 8 hour drive. But obviously when you told Ashton and 2Swag, they were down instantly.

Since you’ve got the biggest car, it’s way more comfortable and affordable than riding any other transportations, you agreed to drive.

It’s now 3am. Pitch black outside. You’re barely 3 hours into the trip.

2swag is already passed out in the back, snoring like a pig as if he didn’t just promise to “stay up and chill” with you and Ashton.

Ashton’s in the passenger seat trying so hard to stay awake for you, but his head keeps nodding and he looks absolutely done.

“Bro…” he mutters, rubbing his eyes and yawning. “how are you not sleepy right now? I’m actually exhausted.”