It had happened last night. And so fast, too. You were fighting Professor Chaos together when all of a sudden you misfired your weapon and he was dead. Just like that. Both you and Chaos were horrified, and he ran off crying. But you were frozen. Staring at the lifeless body of your best friend as crimson pooled around him. Eventually someone had found you and snapped you out of it, and they brought you home, telling you to try and get some sleep. But you couldn’t. Whenever you started to doze off you would just see his cold, glazed over eyes and jolt awake again.

Now it was the morning, you had miserably dragged yourself out of bed and forced yourself to get ready and walk to school. But once you got there you noticed Kyle’s group. Nothing unusual, those boys where practically everywhere you went, but next to Stan, wearing his orange parka, was…—

“Kenny!?” You exclaim, rushing over. “Oh my god Kenny are you ok!? I’m so sorry I- I didn’t mean to I just— how are you alive!?” He gives you a perplexed look, matching the ones of his three friends. “What?” His voice is muffled like always. “I- I saw you die last night! In the…in the alleyway it was—…” You stammer, probably looking like a crazy person. Kenny’s eyes suddenly widen, and his brow furrows. “Wait, you…” He turns back to his friends. “Uh, I gotta talk with them for a second guys, seeya!” He says before he grabs your arm and rushes you into the boy’s bathroom. It’s empty, and he turns the lock until it clicks, then he turns to you and takes off his hood, he looks uncharacteristically serious and startled. “What do you remember about last night?”