Sorry we haven't uploaded in a while. This chapter needed a LOT of editing. Well whatever, it's up now. This begins level two and I hope you all enjoy. Reviews are appreciated so... yes. Bleh I'm done now.

LEVEL TWO

Kenny's POV

Everyone was groaning and holding their heads when I sat up. I was confused as to where I was. The last thing I remembered was walking through the door and then... Nothing. So how the hell did I get out here?

"Kenny!" I looked behind me and gave a nervous laugh of relief when I saw Butters running towards me. He tackle-hugged me when he reached me and we both lay on the ground together for a moment before Butters blushed and shot up. "I'ahm sorry. I'ah shouldn'ta knocked ya over."

"It's alright, Butters, I'm just happy you're okay." I chuckled, pulling him back into the embrace.

"Kenny, over here!" I looked up and saw Stan waving his arms. I stood up and ran over to him, Butters trailing behind. "There's something wrong with Kyle, he won't wake up!"

I pressed my fingers to Kyle's neck, feeling for his pulse. The familiar beating of his heart ran through my fingers. "He's just unconscious, Stan."

"But he has to wake up!" Stan grabbed Kyle's shoulders and started shaking him. "Wake up, Kyle! Wake up!"

"Stop that!" I shoved Stan away and he started crying.

"I should have been there to protect him!" He sobbed, pulling up his knees to his chest. I noticed a crowd forming around us as Stan had a mental breakdown. They started to whisper to each other and I cringed at the rumors I knew were already forming. God does anything stop high schoolers from gossiping?

"Stan," Craig stepped forward, "it's not like he's dead, Kyle will be fine, eventually. You just need to support him, he's not going to blame you for what happened or anything."

"Shut up, Craig." Stan said darkly as he slowly stood up. "You have no idea what I'm going through."

"Believe it or not, I do, alright? Tweek-"

"No! You don't! You were able to protect Tweek! I couldn't protect my best friend in the whole world! So just shut up, Tucker!"

"Don't tell me to shut up! Maybe next time I won't save your ass from the shadow shit!" I looked helplessly back and forth between the two.

"Come on guys-" I cut in.

"SHUT UP, KENNY!" The said in unison. It would have been funny under different circumstances.

"Stop fighting!" I yelled loudly, "What good does fighting do us? It solves nothing!"

"You have no idea what Kyle just went through!" Stan grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me close to him.

"You don't know that! You don't know fucking anything about my life!" I screamed, then realized what I'd said and turned away quickly, hiding my face.

"What do you... 0h god, Kenny, I had no idea." Stan whispered. He slowly let go of me and backed away.

"Shut up!" Stan looked taken aback and I felt bad. It was his fault I was pissed off, but I knew I shouldn't be yelling at him. "Can we all just stop fighting? Please?" I answered.

"I'm sorry Kenny, I'm just worried about Kyle and I guess I let it get the better of me." Stan hung his head remorsefully. I grit my teeth together in an effort not to yell at him again. I didn't want people's pity.

"It's alright," I lied, "we just need to remain level headed so we can get out of this mess."

I looked around our surroundings, as I had not noticed them earlier with all the fighting. It was bitterly cold, snow covered the ground and there were many trees and rocks poking out of the white. It was also dark, the kind of foggy dark you can see in, but only just.

"Where in the fucking hell are we!?" Cartman yelled, shoving through the crowd of anxious kids.

"How should I know? I know about as much as you do." Stan replied.

"Well fuck you too, Stan."

"All I know is that we should get going. I have a bad feeling about this place and it seems like we're at a high altitude, so I think we should head down." I looked down the slight incline pointedly.

"Good idea." Stan agreed.

"Me too, this place scares the shit out of me." Bebe piped in, popping up out of the crowd.

"Let's go then, I'll take the lead." Cartman chuckled, stepping forwards.

I didn't want to start another fight, so I let the fat-ass take the lead. Luckily, Stan kept silent as well. He only stooped down to lift his unconscious friend onto his back again and trodded along behind the others.

And we headed down, Cartman in the lead, I could barley see where we were going so I kept tripping and falling on my face. At least there was snow to cushion my fall, so it didn't hurt me too much.

I saw a flash of white, but it wasn't the snow. I whipped around to try and see what it was, but it had already disappeared. "What the hell?" I muttered.

"What is it Kenny?" Bebe asked, trying to see where I was looking.

"Nothing." I decided not to tell them, as they were all scared enough. Plus, it could have been an odd... giant piece of snow, no reason to scare them over that. Right?

I sighed and started walking again, slightly more wary of the forest than before.

I saw it again though, this time more defined, and it defiantly wasn't snow. It looked almost... humanoid. I called out a warning and it vanished again.

"What Kenny!?" Stan called.

"Something in the woods! It was like... I don't know. It was big though!" I called back.

"Well shit." Cartman grumbled.

"What do we do!?" A girl near the front gasped. I couldn't see who it was.

"I don't know? Stick together in a tighter group?" I suggested.

"Nah let's split up." Cartman shrugged nonchalantly.

"That's not a good idea, Cartman." I said quickly, "Do you want what happened to Kyle and Tweek to happen to you?"

"No, I just think if something's out there then we'd be safer if we split up. That way it has a harder time finding us."

"Cartman are you insane!? That's what they do in horror movies and they all DIE!" Stan yelled.

"No we won't! We'll probably be safer without YOU anyways! Let's take a vote; all in favor of splitting, raise you hands."

Rebecca, Damien, Dougie, And Bebe raised their hands. Pip looked around and quickly raised his hand as well.

"Traitors." Stan hissed.

"Than its final come with me!"

Cartman walked away in the opposite direction as Rebecca, Damien, Dougie, Bebe, and Pip followed. "Bet we'll get down first, Losers!" he called over his shoulder.

"I hate him." I muttered.

"Screw you! You're all idiots!" Stan yelled at their vanishing backs. He kicked a tree in frustration and muttered to himself angrily.

"Whatever, they can get killed if they want, let's keep going." Stan said. He hefted Kyle into a better position on his back and started walking in the opposite direction from Cartman.

We trudged on, keeping our eyes open for the white... thing. I kept thinking that I saw some thing out of the corner of my eye, but whenever I looked at it, it would disappear. It was creeping me the hell out.

I wiped at my face with my arm and was surprised when it came away wet. It wasn't until then that I realized I was crying. Why was this happening to us? Haven't we already gone through enough in our stupid fucking lives? I closed my eyes as more tears came down and froze on my cheeks. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and I opened my eyes, it was Butters. I hid my head in his shoulder and sobbed not caring that our group was getting farther away.

"I can't deal with this shit." I sobbed.

He rubbed circles in my back and whispered "It'ah... it's okay, I'ahm here for ya, Kenny." I totally broke down and sank to my knees, Butters still holding me, gasping out my sobs. "Shhh," he said "it'ahll be a'right, we can get through this." Butters said confidently. "So let's get goin'. Come on, for me?" He disentangled himself from me, got up, and held out his hand. Before I could grab it, a long black insect leg appeared overs Butters' shoulder.

"Butters, come towards me slowly." I backed away across the ground and another leg appeared over his other shoulder.

"What's the matter?" He asked, looking confused.

It wrapped around him and I screamed as the thing pulled him back into the darkness. I jumped up, still screaming his name, and pelted after him into the forest.