Krissy Joy Hoadley

Come on.

Come on.

We got to go.

We got to move.

We got to move.

Let's go to the scariest outhouse we can find.

Since there is a murderous 17-foot-tall mountain monster after us, let us go to a crumbling shack where certain death shall happen.

Get in there, get in there, get in there.

I wouldn't go into a shed.

If you're being chased by something, you go into the shed.

It comes in with you.

You're dead.

You're out in the open field.

At least, you know, maybe you have a chance of outrunning it.

Not to mention you're dragging around a camera crew with a bunch of lighting equipment.

I mean, it's the it's the least I guess the least secretive retreat in all of cryptid history.

I had to take cover as quick as I could, so right now I'm held up in this old... I had to take cover as quick as I could, so right now... Well, not right now, because I'm talking to you, the camera, but before I was held up in this thing, and then I realized I am in the walk-in cooler at the local Taco Bell.

I don't have my weapon.

I'm at the local Taco Bell.

I'm at the local Taco Bell.