Craig was brought along to some art museum. Honestly, he thought it was lame, but his parents had dragged him along. Oh well. It might be boring, but at least it wasn’t something crazy.

Well, until it was.

The lights flickered, everything went dark, and Craig found he was completely alone. The doors were locked, he couldn’t get out. So he followed the words some random paint splatters wrote— not that he wanted to, it was the only way out.. and soon, he was in the world of Guertena.

Guertena was an interesting place. Creepy, but interesting. Paintings and sculptures came to life. Which would be pretty fucking interesting if it wasn’t for the fact that those same artworks were trying to kill him. He found out his life source was tied to a blue rose he found along the way.. it was a symbol of life here apparently.

But what he didn’t know was that one artwork had a proper consequence, ambitions, dreams. Craig didn’t even notice until he bumped into another boy.

At first, the other boy grumbled a little, stepping away as he awkwardly looked up to see Craig. He looked Craig up and down, his eyes quickly seeing that rose. The blonde boy, Tweek, knew what that meant. And he instantly began to perk up, a mix of rambling as he held a yellow rose so close to himself.

“ACK! A person?! Oh Jesus— what are you doing here?!”