- I wasn't planning on making this video.
Honestly, I'm still in shock.
If I seem incoherent, it's because I've either not slept
or I'm full of adrenaline.
I've literally been awake for 24 hours.
Prepare yourself for a true British horror story.
(suspenseful music)
Firstly let's set the scene.
Dan is away for a few days and I'm in the house on my own,
which I'm usually fine with, but I'm 20% extra vigilant.
Is there someone behind the curtain?
No, Philip, you're tired, it's fine.
Did I lock the door to the garden?
Is that creek upstairs a friendly serial killer
or the mean kind?
So ignoring my normal, I say normal,
my background anxiety, everything was fine until...
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
I was watching an episode of Demon Slayer,
having a lovely time.
Mid scary demon scene, halfway through the episode
there was a power cut.
I don't like that.
So I just sat in complete darkness,
tried to use my phone torch, and in the process
took this lovely picture of my face. (chuckles)
This really represents my feelings at the moment.
I went outside, saw a confused neighbor,
realized I was wearing my Minecraft pajamas,
which was a fashion moment.
We deduced, deduced, I am Sherlock now,
that the whole street had a power cut.
It wasn't the serial killer pressing my flippy switch.
He'd pressed it for the whole street.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
The power was still off.
I was getting tempted to eat
this maple syrup-flavored candle.
(loud crunch) (heart beating)
The power came back on.
Rejoice.
This is already enough for this nervous squirrel to handle
for one evening until, "The video doorbell detects motion."
What, who, why?
It is 11:00 PM, why on earth is someone at my door
motioning up my motion?
What?
That should be illegal in my law.
I've got instant fear.
I check the app expecting to see Ghost Face.
So I slowly open the door like this.
No one, no one's on the street, no one is there.
What in the paranormal activity is this?
It's never done that before and the doorbell's like,
"Hey, let's wait for Phil to be home alone
and f with him a little bit and say there's someone
at the door when there isn't."
My nerves are pretty bojangled by now,
so I reset the bloody doorbell
and then I decide to calm myself down
and watch some Real Housewives of Salt Lake City,
because what is more relaxing than women
screaming at each other?
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
I decided to turn the evening around and open some packages
I had because that will always give me a mood boost.
First thing I got was a T-shirt that says, "Sword".
Also best news, my delivery for Scentbird came,
who are also the sponsor of this video,
which I didn't think would be integrated so chaotically.
Thanks, Scentbird.
You know, I've always liked being a smelly guy,
as in a guy that likes to smell nice.
But I feel like having a good whiff is a great way
to make a first impression with the three people
I meet per year.
Scentbird sends out these handy travel-sized bottles
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Fancy.
You know I love a quiz and you kick things off
by doing one on the website to find out
the best scents for you.
Sophisticated or sporty?
I'm the least sophisticated person ever.
I'm gonna go with sporty 'cause I'm easygoing and clean.
Ooh, sensual or clean?
I think I like to smell fresh over sexy.
Ooh, how do I wanna feel?
I mean, I'm quite introverted, so I'm gonna go with
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even if I don't have it.
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So this month I chose, "Ghost in the Shell"
Which is an incredible manga and anime
and this scent is inspired by that
which is right up my alley.
Let's give it a toot.
Ooh, that is nice.
It smells like a metal orange a robot would eat. (chuckles)
In a good way.
I also picked up another Japanese one by Heretic
which is inspired by the ancient practice of forest bathing.
Ooh, that is sexy, but like a wood, like a sexy tree.
(laughs)
The last one I chose was, "Juliet has a gun".
Apparently it smells different depending on the molecules
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Get on my skin.
It's kinda like I've rubbed myself against a fancy hotel,
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Ooh, mix 'em together.
That's the winner.
Ah.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
I'm now very cozy in bed watching some TikToks
of a guy smashing up some jars with a fire extinguisher,
as you do.
I'm forgetting everything else.
Everything is okay.
I'm calm.
I'm going to sleep.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
I wake up to the loudest noise I have ever heard.
Really weird music is blasting at an incredibly loud volume
in my house at 2:00 AM.
It has really heavy bass, it is shaking the walls.
It feels like there is a nightclub inside my pillow.
(indistinct) asleep, I just jump out of bed,
and for some reason I'm then on the floor on all fours
like a confused newborn cow, not sure how to stand up.
Do you know in horror films when the killer plays loud music
in the house, or like the mum in Gremlins
going down the stairs?
I was feeling genuinely scared.
So I guess it's time to meet my maker.
(mimics squeaking noise)
So I go in the office and there I see the Apple HomePod
is just playing on its own at 100% volume.
What, why, how, what?
So I walk in the room with my hands over my elbows.
My hands over my elbows. (laughs)
Yeah, that's what I did, I turn it off using my elbow.
And I'm just like, "What the F?
How does a HomePod just switch itself on
playing music I've never heard before at 2:00 AM?"
I cannot comprehend what is happening.
Then I remember the doorbell that detected something
wasn't there and my mind reaches one conclusion.
There is a ghost.
(suspenseful music) (heart beating)
I get back into bed, but I'm not sleeping now.
I'm just sat there with my eyes frozen open,
waiting for Casper to tickle my ear.
While I was tempted to get out my ghost hunting equipment,
I was just too tired, so I actually said out loud,
"Look, if" I did, I was like, "If there is a ghost
I'm too tired to deal with this right now.
Can we hang out in the daytime hours?
Otherwise I'm gonna turn into a zombie
and join you in the afterlife."
Are there any ghosts around here?
No, green.
Alright, we're fine.
I calm my mind down, try to drift off back to sleep,
and this is when it happened.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
I hear a noise in the room with me.
It's kind of like scraping, like fingernails on a wall.
I'm fully leaving my body at this point.
I'm pooping out of my eyes.
I am seeing God.
I am actually terrified.
I'm sat up in bed like, "Is it time to die?"
And then I see it, a huge gray shadow moves down the curtain
in the corner of the room.
And then I'm going through a lot of emotions.
"Is this the ghost?
But ghosts aren't real.
But I'm literally looking at a ghost."
Thankfully bugs that size don't exist in England,
so what is it?
What is it?
At this point, I'm so tired, if it is a ghost,
I'm ready to march into the corner of the room
and kick Casper's ass.
Until I pull back the curtains and then I see it.
The ghost that has been terrorizing me.
Although it is not a ghost.
It is a mouse that is sat in the corner of the room
and making direct eye contact with me, just like this.
It's a flipping mouse.
When the mouse suddenly decides I'm a threat,
so it runs up the curtain like spider mouse
and when it gets to torso height, it decides the safest
next option is to jump directly onto my chest.
Climbs on my t-shirt onto my shoulder
and then does a bloody parkour flip back onto the curtain
and runs up onto the top of the curtain rail.
At this point you might think I'm screaming and crying,
but no, I'm just stood there like a tree
as a mouse is doing a Mario level on my body.
And I just think, "Why?
Why is this happening?
Why is it 4:00 AM?
Why me?
Why are you in my house?"
Ooh, something's gonna chase me.
Why don't I just jump on it?
Oh, no danger, jump back onto the curtain.
Did you not go to mouse safety school?
I can't think of how to catch a mouse
so I decide a Pimm's jug is the best option.
This is 4:00 AM logic, I don't know.
I come back down from the kitchen
and then Monty is just sat on top of the curtain
completely still as if I can't see him
if he just doesn't move.
I lift up the jug to scoop him into it
and then he jumps back onto me.
Are you kidding, Monty?
I am the predator, I am the eagle,
why are you jumping onto my body?
Anyway, he bounces off and darts across the floor.
And I don't know where he went.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
At this point I've decided I can't sleep.
I don't want him to have 800 babies
in our almost finished house.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
You know when you've had a terrible night's sleep
and then suddenly at 8:00 AM your body's just like,
"Ooh, so cozy.
I could hibernate here forever."
When a last laugh from a cruel universe.
Ding-dong. (door bell rings)
Builders arrive at the house. (sighs)
A guy had comes to literally saw a giant hole in the wall
so if I wanted to sleep. (imitates saw whirring)
Was that a good drill noise?
(imitates drill noise)
Ooh, ooh, that was a good one.
It was the worst thing that could happen.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
I go to the shop and buy a humane trap.
It's called "A mouse hotel."
I Googled they like peanut butter so I splashed out
for the most expensive peanut butter in Tesco
'cause I had to get the mouse.
I had to get something he wanted to nibble on.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
The trap is set.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
The builders finally take their annoying drill and leave.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
The door has been closed and it's been 12 hours.
I left him a mouse hotel with the finest of peanut juice
so when I open that door there better be a mouse
in that god damn hotel.
I pushed the door open, looked down at the trap
and see the mouse sat literally next to the trap
having a little wash.
Just partaking in some evening grooming.
Feeling no need to nibble on my nuts.
He looks up and bolts at 500 miles per hour
to the back of the room, and I have not seen him since.
(heart beating) (eerie thud)
And here I am just filming this video.
He better be craving that butter tonight
or I might have to demolish the entire house.
The hamster mother in me kind of wants to keep him
'cause it is very cute, but not if he wants to Tom Holland
all over my curtains and make babies.
Though if the actual Tom Holland wants to jump around
my curtains and make babies, hit me up.
What?
I guess Dan and Phil finally have a pet now.
I've decided I'm not going in that room for 24 hours
as that is his now.
Enjoy it, Monty.
I'm just shocked I was able to make this video at all
without blood pouring out of my eyes.
(static whirring)
Editing Phil here.
How does the mouse explain the HomePod?
Did it just run across it?
Did it put its nose up against the doorbell
and give it a little ring.
Did it bite through the power cables?
All of this is looking a bit unlikely
so I've come to the conclusion we have a mouse and a ghost.
Thanks for letting me unload my trauma onto you.
At least I still smell nice.
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I hope you have a lovely day and I will see you very soon.
I'm gonna go to sleep.