As he is walking through the darkness, he hears a snake hissing. He could tell that it was right next to him, but couldn't see it. He does not like snakes, so he did what any person in this situation would do.....
He jumped away from the sound.
The snake hissed again. This time it was a little louder, and still right next to him.
So he started to run.
And he could hear the snake beside him.
Here he was, alone late at night, in the dark, and a snake that he couldn't see was chasing him.
This is the point in the story where I started freaking out, because the place where this happened is basically my back yard. I'm sitting in church as he is telling this story, thinking, "Oh my gosh, there are crazy, aggressive, people-chasing snakes living in my yard! I am going to have to go out right after church and buy some swords just in case I run into one tonight. Katarina won't be allowed to play outside until we take care of this."
Brian stopped running, and tried to decide what to do. His next thought was, "Maybe the snake isn't chasing me, maybe there is more than one." (Honestly, neither of those thoughts are very comforting to me.)
At that moment, he feels something wet on his leg, and has an important realization about the snake: It wasn't a snake at all; it was his partially opened coke bottle that was hissing at him.
As he ran around, he shook the bottle, and the hissing just kept getting louder.
Let this be a warning to you. The next time you are walking around late at night in dark places, be sure to watch out for the dangerous Coke Bottle Snake. You never know when one will be there, waiting to chase you.