you were on your way to visit your friend, Scott, in the mental instetution after Eric Cartman fed his perants to him. When you finally got in, you heard people sound like they're being tortured. Moaning in pain, crying and more. When the nurses let you in Scott's room, they kept an eye on you just to be safe. He was sitting on his thin bed, scratching his arms while staring out of his mind. His eyes looked dead and his blinks were slow too. He wasn't the Scott anymore that you remembered