Before we begin today's chapter, I want to say something. PLEASE DON'T BUG ME ABOUT UPDATING! I am working on several stories at once! I do this because sometimes I get stuck on certain stories, so I have to work on something else. If I didn't, it would take even longer to update. So, please stop bothering me about it, I'm doing the best I can!

I'm hungry. Writing this probably won't help much. Anyway, what's going to happen to Clyde? Let's see!

Chapter 6 – In Which the Kids Start to Learn About Delirium

Stan and Kyle burst into Clyde's house with Cartman apathetically trailing behind. They heard another shout from upstairs and quickly ran up the stairs (except for Cartman.) When they burst into the room, they found Clyde on the floor with his arm up for protection as Delirium stood over him, ginning its evil grin.

"Clyde! Whatever you do, don't look it in the eyes!" Stan exclaimed. The boy nodded and shut his eyes.

Delirium turned away from Clyde and spotted Stan and Kyle. Grin widening, Delirium started slinking towards them. It raised its claw, intending to slash at them.

"What do we do?" Kyle asked, scared.

Thinking quickly, Stan grabbed the nearest object, a baseball bat that Clyde had sitting near the door, and smashed it over Delirium's head. It hissed with pain, and the boys used the opportunity to flee from the room.

"Come on, Cartman!" Stan called as the three of them ran past him at the top of the stairs.

Cartman glared at them as they ran. "Are you fucking serious?" he growled, "I just got up the stairs!" But still, he turned and started hobbling back down the stairs.

When they all reached the street, they stopped and stared back at the house, panting. It was a moment before anyone spoke.

"What the hell was that?!" Clyde demanded, his voice still filled with fear.

"Um, we're not sure exactly what it is," Stan told him, "We just know that it's called Delirium and it's the thing that Butters saw in the woods."

Clyde looked back at his house. "Well, what am I supposed to do now?" he muttered, "I guess I'll have to ask Craig if I can stay at his house tonight. And then get the military to blow up my house."

"Don't you think that's a little extreme?" Kyle asked.

"No," Clyde replied, not a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

…

After everyone got home safely, the night seemed to pass slowly. Stan made sure not to look at any mirrors as he made his way to his room. None of them slept the rest of the night.

When morning came around, Stan practically fell out of bed from tiredness. Groaning, he pulled on his hat and skipped the bathroom. He didn't want to risk having Delirium crawl out of the mirror. He was glad his parents didn't ask about his ruffled appearance. When he finished forcing down his cereal, Stan slowly shuffled off to the bus stop.

Unsurprisingly, Kyle and Cartman looked dead tired as well. What was surprising was Kenny's appearance. He was standing there, looking perfectly calm and normal, as if what happened yesterday didn't happen.

"(Hey, Stan!)" Kenny greeted him. Stan groaned.

"What are you so perky about this morning?" he asked, his voice slow and a little slurred, "You were acting so strange yesterday! What happened?"

"(Well, when Delirium touched me, I felt like I was going insane,)" Kenny explained, "(I kept seeing all these monsters and shit. I couldn't take it, so I jumped out the window and killed myself and now I feel fine.)"

His three friends stared at him with a mixture of shock, confusion, and skepticism. "Yeah, okay, Kenny," Kyle scoffed, "You killed yourself and now you feel fine. Sure."

Kenny frowned at him and muttered something under his breath. "(Fine, don't believe me!)" he hissed.

None of the boys spoke again until the bus pulled up. They climbed on and took their seats. As they sat down, Stan looked around and was a little surprised to see Clyde and Butters on the bus. He would've thought they would want to stay home today. Beside him, Cartman gasped.

"Look!" he said to Stan, "Tweek is all twitchy and stuttering! Delirium must've gotten to him! We've gotta get out of here!"

"What are you talking about, dumbass?" Kyle scolded, "Tweek is always like that!"

Cartman blinked at him. "I know," he muttered.

…

The children were all quite in for a shock when they got to school. A bunch of police officers were standing around, and the front entrance was closed off. Confused, Stan and his friends went over to where Officer Barbrady was barking orders as the other children hung back.

"Hey, what's going on?" Kyle asked.

"Stand back, children!" Barbrady ordered, "This is a crime scene! We just got here, and we're not sure what has happened yet."

"Does this mean school is canceled?" Cartman asked hopefully.

His question went unanswered as another officer walked up. "We've got the report, sir," he said, "It appears one of the teachers committed suicide." He handed Barbrady a folder full of pictures and reports.

From where he was standing, and how clumsily Barbrady was holding the pictures, Stan could see them easily, and he felt fear jump up inside him. There was a picture of a bloody class room with a teacher hanging from the ceiling. His arms were cut and bleeding. Written on the walls in what appeared to be blood were the words "GLASS EYES," and hundreds of drawings of eyes. Stan took a few steps back and his friends followed.

"What is it, Stan?" Kyle asked.

"I think Delirium made that teacher go insane and kill himself," Stan whispered so the police wouldn't over hear, "I could see the pictures they took. He wrote 'glass eyes' all over the walls. And there were a bunch of pictures of eyes."

"Whoa," Cartman breathed, "You know what this means, guys?"

"Yeah," Kyle replied solemnly, "That Delirium creature is even more dangerous than we first thought!"

"No!" Cartman snapped, "It means no school!"

As Kyle gave him an annoyed look, the other children walked up to them.

"So, do they know what's going on yet?" Token asked.

"One of the teachers committed suicide," Stan explained, "He went crazy and slashed up his arms before hanging himself."

"And they're canceling school!" Cartman added excitedly.

"That hasn't been confirmed yet, fatass!" Kyle scolded. Butters shuffled over to the friends, nervously.

"I-Is it D-Delirium?" he asked in a shaky voice.

"I think so," Stan replied.

"Who's Delirium?" Craig asked. Butters turned back to the group.

"It's this s-scary m-monster th-that comes outta yer r-reflection!" he told them all, "It s-stares at ya w-with its b-blank eyes and t-toothy grin!"

"Wait," Jason interrupted, "Is this that monster you were raving about the other day? The one we all decided wasn't real?"

"It's r-real, I t-tells ya!" Butters insisted.

Before anyone could say otherwise, Stan quickly stepped forward. "It's true!" he claimed, "It is real! Cartman, Kyle, Kenny, and I have seen it as well! It crawled out of my mirror and attacked us!"

One of the girls scoffed. "Yeah right! You're just a bunch of liars!" she huffed.

"They're not lying," Clyde defended, stepping forward. There were a few surprised looks. "I've seen it. It attacked me last night, and these guys saved me."

Everyone was silent at this revelation. It was several minutes before someone spoke.

"What do we do about it, then?" Tweek asked, nervously clutching Craig's arm.

Stan put on a brave face as he addressed everyone. "I don't know."

Things are starting to get serious. Someone is dead, and Kenny is randomly ok again. What's going on here? Can you figure it out?