It was a really cold night. Mysterion/Kenny was watching and protecting South Park, from Coon and the villains. As Mysterion took down his hood, he sighed as he shivered a bit from the bitter cold. He heard some noises, as he swiftly pulled his hood back over his head. "Who's there?!" Mysterion called out, as he got ready for an attack. He had his fists clunched, as the sound of snow piling on top of each other, was the only thing heard.