POV:N/A Before we begin, this a sequel to "Unexpected Change". If you have not read that, I suggest reading it first to get caught up and such.

Stan was sitting in the front lawn in a lawn chair. Cartman was seriously injured from the fight, and is still recovering in the hospital. He almost died to. "Hey Stan, did you know that the construction site is being demolished? People decided it was best to tear it down, an maybe make it a empty lot or something." "Thanks mom, but why are you telling me this?" Stan asked. "I just thought you might be interested or something." She replied. "Also, school is starting back tomorrow." "Shit." Stan thought.

Meanwhile, at Stoner Lake Detention Center: "Randall, what ever happened to that kid who was here for a few days?" A prisoner asked. It was about bedtime, and a cell of 4 inmates were playing Go Fish. "Huh?" Randall asked. "The blonde one. Don't you remember? He was here in this block for a little while and disappeared." The prisoner replied. "I don't know. He must have been released early or something, because the staff hasn't mentioned him so it must not be important." Randall told them. "I wonder what he did to be sent here." Prisoner 4 added. Suddenly, the light flickered. "What the..." The clock then stopped. The 4 prisoners suddenly felt cold. "What's going on?" Randall said. Suddenly they hear a bang on the cell door.

They turned around, and saw a guard. "Haha, pricks. Listen, bedtime now,be quiet." The guard said. "Wait, did you mess with the power and heat?" Prisoner 3 asked. "Shut up, and go to sleep." The guard said. He then turned the lights off. "Good night ladies" the guard insulted. When he walked away, he started feeling chilly. His arm was then crushed by a cell door. "AHHHHH, FUCK...ING GAAH..." He cried. "What's going on!?" Many inmates started saying. He then realized a inmate did a similar thing to a guard to escape, but who? He thought. The answer was in his head, but he couldn't remember. Suddenly, he saw a ghost of a boy, with dusty blonde hair, and a bloody head. The figure had his hand out, and began to walk towards the guard without changing pose. The guard just realized who it was, and began screaming"NO,NO,NO NO NO HELP! HELP!" But it was to late.

Back at Stan's home: It was morning, time for school. Stan's mom woke him up, and he got dressed, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, ate cereal and then walked to school. "Hey dude!" Nix said. "Oh, hey Nick." Stan replied. "Cmon dude, you know I go by Nix." He replied. "So, we are all killers, right Stan?" Nix said. "Not exactly. Me, Kyle and Kenny are. You guys didn't really do anything besides get help." Stan replied. "The dude sabotaged the ladder thing. Kyle was already up there." Nix said. Soon they made it to class.

Lunch time! It's finally lunch time. The guys sit at the same table, like always. In the beginning of lunch, the lights cut off. Random students get startled and Skip screams "WERE ALL GONNA DIEEEEE!" and August hides under the table. "Guys, it's just a power outage." Token said. Then suddenly, the lights cut back on. "Huh, that was weird." Token also said. Stan sits down next to Cranley, a big, strong and athletic student. "Save room for desert Cranley." Stan said, insulting. "Hey, I couldn't help but noticing you are 2 tons of fun, just curious is it a thyroid problem or...you know, they're just donuts, they're not love." Stan said insulting Cranley. He smiled at Stan, and then flipped his tray into Stan's face, and began swinging at him. Teachers and staff began running to Stan and Cranley."STOP FIGHTING!" people screamed. Stan slammed his fist into Cranley's face, twice, which did nothing, so Stan uppercutted his rib, and Cranley grabbed Stan's shoulder, but before he did anything, Stan headbutted him. Mr. Archer pulled Cranley away from Stan, however, Cranley body slammed the teacher on the table and soon after, he was restrained.

"Stan, I understand you are going through alot, but you have to understand, other people might not know or understand that, and you gotta try to be nice or not say anything to them." Mr. Brian, the assistant principle, said. "We called your mom, try not to say anything that might offend or upset others. I'll be back soon, I need you to stay here." Soon, Mr. Brian left. Stan looked through the window into Mrs. Graves empty office. "Hey Cranley." Stan said. "Yeah?" he said. "Sorry about the things I said earlier. I tried to get out early and into suspension. I can't tell you why, but I don't wanna be here now." Stan replied. "Its okay. Truth is, I do have thyroid problems. I work out and join sports a lot to keep it under control. I got humiliated when you brought it up so, i'm sorry aswell." Cranley said. Suddenly, Stan got cold, and saw lights flickering. "What the..."Stan said. He then saw Jimmy's ghost outside the door. "I think Mr. Brians back." Stan said. "Suddenly, the figure passed through the door. "Oh CRAP!" Stan said, as the ghost walked toward him. "Whats going on?" Cranley said, worried. The figure knocked Stan over, and grabbed his neck with one hand and Stan, grabbed salt from the Principles lunch box and swung it at Jimmy, making him vanish. Stan started catching his breath and got up, only to hear "No..no.. !" Stan looked at the window seeing blood squirt from Cranley's shoulders and onto the glass. "CRANLEY! HELP! MR. BRIAN! MR. BRIAN!