"I'd watch him, he'll escape if you look away.." said Satan to one of the demons of the underworld. "How much longer do I have to stay here?" said Kenny McCormick, a tall, muscular, blue eyed 16 year old boy who, aginist his will, was chained to a rocky wall in the pits of hell. A normal Sunday, for him. Satan looked back at him before walking out the door," Just enough time to wipe the memories of a few more people who know you died." Kenny groaned, bored with his activitys for the day. Note to self- heroin overdoses don't hurt as much then to a gunshot to the head. It was kind of relaxing, actually. He'd keep that for further suicide ideas, Not that he could die, anyway. Just to see people's reactions. Kenny watched as the evil minions, damned to hell, watched him vigorously. "Hah!" he thought, "they had the audacity to try to intimidate him, Kenny fucking McCormick. Weak." Kenny wanted to get out of here, now. The chains, not a problem. Niether were the demons. Maybe it was the pit of fire guarding the door. "Oh, fuck it." he thought "it's not like I can die in hell, anyway" Kenny picked the locks on the chains, as quiet as if he was sneaking out of the house on a school night, He sneaked past the guards like he sneaks past his parents in the middle of a fight and opened the door. He took one step, and was greeted by an egregious pit of fire. He had to jump, He took one step back and…
"Kenny, not again."
Satan was standing behind him, a strong look of disapproval on his face. "Well, I was just coming to get you anyway. You can go now. Try not to get yourself killed, alright?"Kenny nodded, and before he knew it, he was sleeping back in his old bed. Just what he needed. A few hours of sleep and he'd be..
"KENNY WAKE UP FOR SCHOOL, GODDAMMIT!"