The scene is at the old house. Kenny is inside one of the rooms. A little girl in a red dress is brushing her dolls hair. Kenny watches her.
" You want to play?" ask the girl
" Uh, no thank you. I don't play with dolls." replied Kenny
The little girl turns around, she looks very sad.
" Do you want to play with me?" ask the girl
Kenny looked at the girl with a dumb look on his face.
" Want to play?" said the girl, this time in a more affectionate tone
The girl came forward and pushed herself toward Kenny, embracing him. She knelt down on her knees, pressing her against his stomach.
" I know what you want Kenny." said the girl in a sexy tone
(What the fuck is this?) Kenny thought to himself. She was just a child. Sure Kenny was a pervert, but this girl was younger the he was. What was she thinking?
" I know what you like Kenny. Naughty Kenny, looking at those magazines. Do you like those women, do you jack off to them?" asked the girl
Kenny didn't know how to respond, he didn't want respond.
The girl looked up at him, her appearance changed, she looked dirty, and her clothes look liked rags. All of a sudden the room they were in was engulfed in flames. There were surrounded. Kenny tried to reach for the door, but the girl held on tight.
" Stay with meā¦FOREVER!" the girl said, showing a evil smile
The two were engulfed in the flames. Their bodies burned, melting, fusing them together.
Then she said, " You are apart of me."
Kenny woke up. He was covered in sweat.
" What the hell was that." said Kenny rubbing his head
Kenny was still sweating he took the covers off his body and laid back down on his back. The wind blowing in from the crack on his window felt good against his sweat drenched body. Kenny placed his hand on his stomach, in his dream he could feel the girls hair through his clothes, it felt weird. He rubbed his stomach, it felt sore. He got up and went to the bathroom to check it.
Kenny walks into the bathroom, he turns on the light and gets on a stool so he can see the mirror. Kenny looked a little worried about what he saw. On his stomach, where the girl pressed her head, there was a big red mark. Kenny rubbed the spot, it hurt when he touched it. It looked like he was sunburn.
He got a paper towel and wet it a little. He wet back to his bed and laid back down on his back. He placed the paper towel on his stomach and put his hands behind his head. He had nothing to do but wait to fall back asleep.
He laid there looking at his clock, it was 2:27 A.M. It was Friday, he would be spending the night at the house today. He was just dared two days ago on Wednesday to stay in the house and now it was already Friday.
" (Kenny giggles) Huh?" Kenny said as he looked at the damp paper towel on his stomach
The water from the paper towel was starting to trickle down the sides of his stomach. He wiped the water with his hand.
He started to think about his dream. It was a really weird one. He had never had a dream like that before. It was the most realistic dream he had ever had. The way everything felt, it felt so real. The flames, the girl, even breathing in the air felt real.
" That girl was weird." said Kenny to himself
Kenny though about how that girl practically threw herself at him. No one has ever done that to him before, even if it was just a dream. It seemed really weird of what the girl said, about the magazines. He borrowed them from his dad, not like he ever noticed, and looked at them. No surprise there.
His friends (Cartman, Stan, and Kyle) knew he did that. And that was what he was known for. A lot of the kids knew about it, but mainly just the guys. He couldn't think of any girl that knew about it. He wondered what they would think of him. They would probably call him a pervert, and make glances at him. They would probably alienate him, but it wouldn't matter though. Not like he would be alone, his friends would still hang with him, even if they did think some of the stuff he said was gross.
He looked at the bag next to his bed; it had the camcorder in it, he got it from Stan yesterday. He thought about filling it up with snacks so he wouldn't go hungry in there, he could probably get some from Cartman. He tried to think of other stuff he should bring, the hit him.
(Flashlight dumbass!) Kenny thought to himself. That was a pretty obvious thing he would need, especially in a place that was considered to be haunted. The house was going to be darker at night.
He also thought about brining some first aid stuff, just in case he got hurt. The place was old, he wondered if the floors would give way and he would fall through and get hurt.
Kenny started to feel sleepy. He looked at the damp paper towel on his stomach. He looked at it. He just watched as it went up and down as he breathed. He breathed in a huge breath of air and held his breath as the paper towel rose. He exhaled the breath and watched it go down.
Kenny looked at the ceiling now. His room didn't look any better then the one in the dream. There were cracks in the ceiling just like his room. His began to eyelids feel heavy. Kenny yawned and put his hands back behind his head. He would of felt relaxed except he kept giggling every time the water trickled down his side. But still he felt tired.
Before he knew it, Kenny fell back asleep.
