John B. Allen (MrBallen)

Let's just have a normal day of snowboarding and assume that this is okay.

Somehow or another, this is okay.

And so we do our morning routine.

We go snowboarding for the day.

And pretty quickly, once I'm out of the cabin and we're snowboarding, like it was like, it all evaporated from my mind.

I forgot about it.

Had a great day of riding, you know?

And then at the end of the night, when it was time to come home, the one thing I did do is I said to Nick and Wolf, I'm like, hey, tonight when we're back there, because we have two more nights at this cabin, I'm like, can you guys just like let me fall asleep first before you?

Let me enter the slumber realm ahead of you.

And they're like, oh yeah, definitely.

We'll definitely do that for you.

And so we get back to the cabin and I checked in with Nick's mom.

I said, hey, tonight we're expecting your sons or one of them.

And she's like, yeah, they're probably gonna be here tonight.

And I'm like, okay, these elusive brothers, I guess they're going to be here tonight.

And so I'm in bed at like seven.

I'm in my bed.

I barely slept the night before and I'm like just trying to go to bed.

And I remember the one thing that I did that made it feel like more real as I put in the springs underneath the bed above me, I put a knife like slotted into the springs, you know, to protect myself.

But I'm like, nothing's going to happen.