So I work as a gangster at the Great Movie Ride, right? And we’re pretty sure the place is haunted (which is a whole separate post by itself). Well, last night Bryce’s phone started frantically blinking on and off, on and off, and NO ONE COULD GET IT TO STOP.

Bryce responded by picking up a cigarette and shouting “WILL! WILL, WHERE ARE YOU? WILL?”

So if you hear about Disney’s Hollywood Studios getting swallowed up by the Upside Down, it probably started at the Great Movie Ride.