Double Whammy

Date: 8/31/2025

- Youtubers We were in this big house (recurring). I guess it was my house, seemingly passed down from someone in the family. There was a bathroom downstairs, about two bathrooms upstairs, a very generous amount of bedrooms, and a very creepy basement area. It was old and nice and i liked it but it made me nervous because someone died in there and I never used the bathroom that they used specifically. I don't remember too much that happened. I just remember that two very annoying looking YouTuber brothers with very yellow hair had came to the house and was recording without permission for their channel. Redd and his sister were there, and Redd grabbed one of the brothers' phones while I held him back. I told him to check their YouTube quickly to see what the channel was, and it was some stupid kids prank channel. I rolled my eyes and said I'd make a Tiktok exposing them, then kicked both of the brothers out of my house. Then fsr Grenda from Gravity Falls put the brothers into a trash can. She also found my extra lighter that I had lost last time i was at the house. -- Dylans medical emergency I was upset for some reason, I think I was ready for Dylan to go home or something because I just wasn't in the mood to be around him much. He was staying the night for the rest of the night though. We laid in my bed and I ate sardines out of a can. There were like two whole baby sharks in the can, fins and eyes and everything. I looked at the can to make sure I didn't just get canned shark but no, it was supposed to be all sardines. I showed Dylan and was like, "I didn't know they canned shark," then showed him. He looked really surprised to see it but didn't say anything about it. We ended up going outside the next day. I don't know where we were going, but i kept telling Dylan that I wouldn't go to some really specific state, kept repeating it. We walked across a decent sized street. Just as we got to the other side, he tripped and hit his head on the sidewalk really hard and knocked himself out, then twisted his body in a way where it looked like his head was on backwards. I knelt down beside him, saying "wake up, baby," in an Australian accent while i tried to shake him awake gently. I straightened him out a bit, thought about how i probably shouldn't move him too much, then finished it. I was panicked, but I held it together enough to help him quickly. I instructed someone to call the police while I tried to wake him up. I could see the entirety of his skull, like I was seeing through him with x-ray vision. It was silverish, and didn't look like there was much damage. While I'm doing this, a younger girl in her teens hands me her phone. The person on the line introduced themselves as the police or a 9-1-1 operator or something, so I introduced myself as well. I told the lady on the line what happened and how Dylan needed to go to the hospital. And the lady asked why they should help him in this snarky tone. So i quickly realized that I wasn't talking to an operator and the girl that handed me her phone, plus her friends, were snickering and looking at me. I got up and immediately squared up with the girl whose phone i had, because you're NOT going to disrespect me and waste my time in a time-sensitive emergency regarding my best friend. I've never been in a fight before, but I grabbed her by her hair and beat her ass expeditiously. I broke her glasses and I took the headphones off her head and snapped those in half, which she was upset about because she had matching headphones with one of her friends. Of course, she brought out the pepper spray and started macing everyone so I got out of there. When I went back to go check on Dylan, he was gone. I'm long around trying to see if anyone moved him because he Did kinda fall in a way where his whole body was in the street, but then I figured maybe the ambulance already came and took him to the hospital. I ended up making it to the hospital, and there was already like, two people in the room. Dylan was laying on a table in the left corner of the room, face-down facing the right to where a projector screen was. The doctor came in and i guess was testing Dylan's range of neck and back motion. He was awake and i was very relieved. There was some dude that randomly popped up and started talking to me. I don't know who he was, but i started getting emotional during our talk and forced myself to wake up.