I say this with love and in good humour: This man has the survival instincts of a lemming. People making the sign of the cross, begging him not to go, giving him a literal cross to wear for protection, warning him that midnight will be a BAD TIME, and he just goes "Wow, how weird" and proceeds to completely ignore the blinking neon signs signalling doom.
Oh, sweet Jonathan. You should have stuck to food blogging.