Suddenly Butters was pulled around the corner into a dark room, and before the person got a chance to cover his mouth, he managed to scream loud and yell "Hamburgers!" Clyde turned around in shock. What was he to do?

"Butters? Token did you just hear Butters?"

"Yea dude, I hope he's okay."

"I have to go find out."

"But dude, football!"

"Football can kiss my ass right now!" Clyde ran off down the hall where he heard Butters yell come from.

By the time the perpetrator covered Butters mouth they were inside an empty, unused, dusty, small, smelly janitor's closet. In there sat an old couch and a desk that held a brand new laptop.

"Well, hello there Butters."

Butters mumbled something. It was all he could do, do to the fact his mouth was covered.

"Oh I'm sorry kid, I couldn't understand you. Did you say you wanted to be raped?"

Butters eyes opened wide he started screaming with the hand over his mouth.

"No? hmm, what about killed?"

Again Butters screamed.

"No?" the man laughed. "It doesn't matter what you want does it? I'm calling the shots." The man laughed again as he taped Butters mouth shut. "You sealed your fate."

"Butters?" Clyde yelled walking past the closet.

Butters banged stuff on the floor to make noise to bring Clyde back.

"Damn you." The figure stepped into the shadows and practically disappeared in thin air.

The door opened shining light on Butters shaking figure on the floor. Clyde rushed in and took the tape off his mouth and hugged him tight. "What happened?"

"I… I don't know. I was grabbed from behind and the person took me here."

"Did you see his face?"

"No. it was too dark. Sorry."

"Oh no, it's okay, all that matters is that you're okay."

"I'm sorry I couldn't help. I am such a screw up."

"Butters, stop, you are not a screw up."

"It's just that I was so scared, and it was dark, and I wasn't thinking. I should have paid closer attention."

"Butters!" Clyde yelled. Butters looked up at him. Clyde couldn't hold back anymore. He put his hand under Butters' chin and lifted it a bit so their lips met perfectly. Butters mouth was slightly opened his eyes wide, Clyde's eyes were shut and he was kissing Butters with all the passion he had. Butters' started to get into it when Clyde pulled away. Clyde rested his head on his forehead. "I love you."

"I love y…you t…too." Butters stuttered.

Back with Stan, he was well past the chemistry room but Kyle wasn't there. 'Where the hell is this kid?'

"Stan?" a voice asked from a distance.

"Kyle? Where are you?"

"Right here." The voice said again, closer this time.

Stan jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Stan jumped back. "What the hell?"

"Dude chill! It's just me!" Kyle said jumping back.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were going to Chemistry?"

"I was but I got a note from you to meet you by the big window."

"what? I never left you a note…"

"Yes you did."

"Kyle, let me see this note."

"Here," Kyle held out the note, Stan grabbed it.

On the piece of paper in handwriting that looked identical to Stan's that read;

'Kyle, meet me by the big window.

I need you tell you something.

Your super best friend, Stan.'

"Kyle,"

"Stan?"

"I didn't write this." Stan's eyes were filled with terror, if it was the killer, he was now interacting with Kyle by notes. How long until physical? Stan saw a movement outside the window from the corner of his eye, he turned his head to stare outside in even more terror.

"Stan!" Kyle yelled.

All the school was quiet as the sound of shattering glass and piercing screams filled the hallways.