It’s 12:22am, I’m working really late in the office trying to knock out a photo project on the Illinois Valley Yacht Club, but I did receive this text message from my roommate:

“You just missed quite an ordeal; big ****ing bat! Flying all over the house, it just left. I apparently hate bats… I didn’t know that; my heart is still racing a bit. Good times.”

I’ve missed such an amazing photo.