Of flesh and bone, I roam a distant land

Of flesh and bone, I roam a distant land. A world that isn't mine, a haunting parallel universe where everything is wrong. I wander this realm to find a way out. I can't accept there is no escape, I must return to my own world or die trying.

This isn't right, none of this is right… Kyle thought to himself. Kyle remembered a few years ago when he was a child, there had been a Cartman that came from this parallel universe. The EVIL parallel universe but Kyle had no idea how he had gotten to the evil parallel universe. It was just a stupid game Kyle said to himself but the game had serve consequences.

"Kyle, how are you buddy… you look terrible, can I fix you up some hot coco?" Cartman asked, he was one of the few people he knew in this universe. Even though everyone that existed in his world existed in this, they were some what distorted in personality. This Cartman had come to Kyle's world by accident a few years ago…

"Uhh sure dude," Kyle had been walking to Cartman's house for a while, in the parallel universe the small town of South Park had become the giant town of North Park. Instead of it being cold and icy like it usually is, it was hot and sweat was pouring all over Kyle as he entered Cartman's house.

"Cartman, you don't understand… I shouldn't be here."

"I know, don't think I don't remember you from the past. You were just like me, in a world that isn't mine…" Cartman said with a smile turning on the kettle.

"How do you know that?"

"Kyle, I'm surprised at you. You were one of my best friends and you think I would forget you just like that." This surprised Kyle quite a bit but he was willing to accept it wasn't his world. Cartman was a sadistic asshole in his world that wants nothing but the worst for Kyle but in this world he is a sweet 16 yr old boy that wants to help his best friend.

"Well how do I get back? I remember you getting shot with some gun…"

"Yes, but I'm afraid that works only in your universe, if we shot you, you would return to this world…" Cartman said bringing Kyle his hot coco.

"Thanks dude," Kyle said taking a sip, it isn't something you regularly drink on a hot day but Kyle had gotten used to drinking hot chocolate all the time since it was always cold.

"I need to get back to my own world," Kyle says firmly, this world was starting to scare the Jewish boy a little. It was nearly the polar opposite of South Park but at the same time nearly the same. It was hard to explain exactly what North Park was since Kyle had only been there for a few hours but he knew that nothing felt right.

"How did you come here?" Cartman asks.

It was a typical cold night in South Park. Stan had decided to have a sleep over with his two best friends, Kyle and Kenny, and Cartman who he felt sorry for.

"Stan, seriously what is wrong with your sister man?" Cartman asked watching her randomly punch a hole in the wall and walk off.

"I don't know dude," Stan replies.

"You guys know what, have you ever heard of that bloody Mary game?" Kenny starts.

"Yeah man, that is bullshit." Cartman replies.

"What's the bloody Mary game?" Kyle asked a little interested.

"They say if you say bloody Mary three times in the mirror and spin around 3 times you will see the face of an evil witch that will claw your soul and stuff." Kenny says with a cheeky grin.

"Dude… that's just stupid, I expect shit like that out of Cartman." Kyle said with a smirk.

"Shut up Jew, if you're not scared do it." Cartman responded with a smirk.

"Are you for real? My dear Kyle you are very brave… maybe you should try doing the same thing again." Cartman says with a smile.

"Your right dude," Kyle got up and went to the mirror.

"Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary." Then he turned around three times and was expecting something, he got nothing.

"Awh God damn it." Kyle said punching the mirror and cracking it.

"Uhh sorry Eric," He says sheepishly.

"Don't worry about it, its good you expressed your anger in a creative way." Cartman said with a smile. How could have this happened to poor Kyle? He shouldn't have questioned Kenny's little game and certainly shouldn't have tried it out for himself.

"I just can't be stuck here, I just can't… I need to get home." Kyle says nearly crying.

"It will be okay Kyle, I will help you as best as I can." Cartman said. This was something Kyle wasn't used to. Cartman being nice is enough to creep out Kyle, simply because he knows of all the times Cartman has pretended to be nice to manipulate someone into something. He does it all the time to Butters. This world however had Cartman as a nice guy and that was plain weird for Kyle.

"Hey, what is Butters like in this world?" Kyle asked wondering what the calm natured, easy going door mat is like in this world.

"He is a serial killer and is the lead singer of Deicide."

"OH MY GOD!! He sings for Deicide, they are the lamest death metal band ever." Kyle responds.

"I agree, death metal is too calm, I like country." Cartman said with a smirk which only opened a bunch of new questions for Kyle. None of them really mattered though, Kyle needed to get back into his own world somehow and talking about music wasn't going to help. Kyle needed to get back home but how could he?

"I need to get out of here, this isn't right…" Kyle screamed. He was slowly starting to lose it, he didn't believe any of this was real. Maybe it was some kind of horrid dream that he would awake from but as the seconds slowly ticked by it didn't seem like he would escape this world anytime soon.