John B. Allen (MrBallen)

And I'm laying here and my view is partially obscured by the top bunk over here.

Like I can see Nick.

on the bed there, I can basically see the whole room.

But if you're standing real close to the bed and you were to walk down the row and you were taller than the top bunk, let's say, I couldn't actually see you unless I moved my head and looked up at you, right?

So I'm laying here and this thing walks into the room, it turns at the foot of the bed and it begins marching down the space between where I'm laying and where Nick is laying.

And it's so tall that from my perspective, I can only like see its thighs, if you will, like its hips would be above the top bunk.

Like it doesn't feel physically possible that it's so tall.

And it marches right next to me and it stops.

And I'm laying there sweating bullets.

I honestly don't think I've been more scared in my life.

I don't think I've ever been more scared.

And all I remember thinking, I said it in the YouTube video that I told, and it became like a meme within my community of fans.

I was like, very earnestly, I was like, all I could think was, please, God, whatever or whoever you are, don't bend down here and look at me because it'll ruin my life to like have to interact with you.

But I'm laying there, all I'm thinking is, oh my God, don't interact with me.

I know this is not Nick's brother.

I don't know who or what this is.

But it turned away from me, almost like a military-facing movement, because it had marched down the way.

And it turned away from me.

Now it's looking out over Nick's bed.

I'm frozen, paralyzed.