As Craig made his way into his car he could feel his heart beating. There was a chance that Tweek was there, and he could see where exactly he went. Maybe, just maybe Tweek will remember that they were childhood sweethearts. They dated all the way through high school until one day he just disappeared. It was the day before he was going to attempt to try a 'promposal'. A feeling of dread washed over him as he remembered how much pain he was in when Tweek first went missing.
Craig started to drive off to the scene trying to get rid of any thoughts of Tweek from his head. It was possible it was just some other robber and not Tweek what so ever. So he tried his best to avoid getting his hopes up.
The second he arrives on the scene he sees the glass window was shattered in. Some shards were out on the outside laying in small puddles of water from the snow. The occasional car slows down to see what was going on but that was nothing new. Craig parks and gets out going to see all of the damage done. He hums softly glancing at the shattered window. It crashed inward and by the looks of it some strong projectile. He could hear the shop owner being questioned inside so he steps inside through the door. Sure enough there sat a rock a few feet from the window shards of broken glass around it.
"I swear to you! It was a kid! He was about, 15 or 16." Craig sighs softly feeling a small ache at his heart, it wasn't Tweek. As much as he wanted it to be it wasn't much of a surprise, South Park wasn't exactly the best town in the world. Craig made his way over to the shop owner, he still had a job to do.
"You say it was a kid? That glass is plate glass, it would take the full force of an adult throw to shatter it from that close of a range. From what I can see the person was standing right outside the window when it shattered." Craig says studying the shop owners face. She seemed panicked that no one was believing her. Craig glances at the broken window seeing the large shatter, the robber must've knocked off some extra glass at the bottom to get in safely.
"I swear! Look you can look at the camera's! I had them going last night!" She ran to her computer clicking and typing before turning the screen around so we could see the footage. Sure enough a kid about the age of 15 or 16 stood right outside the window and shattered it with the rock. Surprisingly the kid didn't even need to knock off the bottom of the glass it was that strong of a throw.
"Did you have the alarm set? Why didn't it go off?" The shop owner sighs in relief seemingly pleased that we know believed her story of who did it. Though that didn't answer the fact of how.
"When I came out this morning the wiring was cut." she says matter of factly. I frown confused and look at the footage one more time. This kid knew wiring, had the strength of a full grown adult and only stole bandages and alcohol. Craig watches as the kid made his way back out running off out of sight of the camera. It couldn't be… he go wide eyed and started to head out.
"Finish things up here I'm heading back to the station." He runs back to the car and drive off to the station a bit faster than he was supposed to. This was important though, Craig had to know, if there was the slightest chance that the two were connected he had to find where and how. Craig parks at the station and quickly run out of his car going to his computer. Craig quickly pulls up the street camera by the store going to the time stamp the lady had when the boy was leaving.
Just as he thought, the boy sprints off to the railroad tracks. Craig follows him with the cameras seeing he ran off into the Railroad tracks just like Tweek. Maybe now that the snow was melted fully he could find something. Craig quickly makes his way back to his car and drives off to the railroad tracks.
Maybe, just maybe the boy and Tweek were connected and it wasn't just some strange happening. Craig pulls up and get out of the car with a heavy sigh. There was small puddles of water here and there on the ground from the melted snow. Craig couldn't lie that he was worried about Tweek, if he was out here. Hell, he wasn't even sure if that person was Tweek. Craig made his way through the railroad track scanning the area for anything strange. His eyes land onto a tarp, that wasn't there before… Craig walks over confused, it must have been covered in the snow. Though what surprised him the most when he saw the tarp was what was under it. A small metal trap door that looked like it lead down into a bunker.
"Holy shit…" Craig whispers in shock. Tweek could be down there, there's a chance that he could find Tweek. Though Craig wasn't stupid, there was also a chance there was a murderer waiting for him down there. He'd need backup if that was the case. Just as Craig was about to turn around a large metal bat came full force into the back of his head. Craig was thrown from his feet into the ground. He tried to fight off the urge to fall unconscious seeing the world spinning around him.
"Dude what the fuck! I said to knock him out not kill him!" He heard a voice yell though it sounded distant. Craig tried to his best to get back up his arms shaking as he tried to lift his body up. Instead of getting up like he had hoped he would, he falls back onto the ground out cold.