Room 1: Kyle
I walked into the stone room to see Kyle lying on the ground, bleeding. He looked up at me and started crying. "Trent, please..." he begged. "I'm sorry I lied. I-I promise I'll tell everyone the truth." he pleaded. I walked up to him and stepped on his back, making him scream out in agony. "You had your chance to make amends." I said to him, pushing my foot down harder. "Now, you have to pay." I kicked him in the ribs a few times, just to hear him scream. Kyle sobbed, still begging for mercy. I pulled out a knife and slashed his face a few times. Then, I stuck the knife in his back and stepped on it, forcing it into who knows what. Maybe a bone or a major artery. I looked at Kyle and could see the life slowly drain from his eyes.
Room 2: Stan
Next was Stan. I walked into his stone room to see him gnawing at his own wrists, trying to bite his hands free from the cuffs. "Get me outta here! Help! Help!" he screamed. I rolled my eyes and kicked him in the chest. "No one can hear you, Stan." I whispered darkly. I sat him upright and made him face a T.V. screen that was in the room. I turned it on and it showed the video of me and his girlfriend, Wendy, that I took. "I want this... me screwing your girlfriend, to be the last thing you ever see." I said. I had hot-glued his eyes open earlier, so he couldn't close them. I tied a rope around his neck to quicken his death, but not by too much. Just enough so he'd die by the end of the video.
Room 3: Kenny
Now it was Kenny's turn. I walked into his room and leaned against the wall, staring at him. "I've heard about you coming back from the dead... how to make sure you don't come back, I wonder..." I said. Kenny looked at the ground. Then, I spoke again. "Maybe, If I make sure you don't have a body to get back into..." I said, pulling out a machete. I chopped Kenny's body to bits. Then, I dipped those bits in acid. I left his head on the ground, slowly bleeding out.
Room 4: Eric
There wasn't much to be done with Cartman. I watched as he struggled to try and get free. Then, I walked over to him and cut his stomach open. I pulled out all the fat in his gut, scooped his eyeballs out, and stuffed the fat in their places. Next, I pulled out his small intestine and wrapped it tightly around his neck. Then, I ripped out his heart and started eating it.
Damn. I always wake up before I get to Butter's room. Does he have a room, I wonder... yes. He does. If he'd just told the officers what had really happened, I wouldn't be in here. I guess when I get to his room, I'll improvise. I'll just have to wait for that sweet dream again...