A.N.: Terribly sorry about the long delay. I have been suffering a massive heartbreak and have been simply too depressed to write. Please enjoy the finale to my story, and sorry for those of you who have waited. (But thank you nonetheless!)

The sun was shining in her eyes, so intense were the rays that she could almost feel herself going blind.

Then she was in a forrest. Lucious green trees and bushes loomed out at her, and she could smell the rain that must have only just desisted before her arrival. Out of the corner of her eye she caught site of a magnificent grey hare, perched on a stone, observing her as though it knew she didnt belong there. She reached out to pet it, but it took off before she so much as moved her hand. In the distance she saw that it had begun fornicating with another hare. When she blinked, they were both gone. Now she was running through outer space. She picked up speed as she progressed away from the Earth. Stars brighter than the brightest light bulb were in her view, and like the sun before her it almost blinded her, but yet she continued to run. Past Mars. Past Jupiter. Past Saturn. Past Uranus. Past Neptune, all in a matter of minutes it seemed. However, once she was almost to Pluto, the dwarf planet, a grey tital wave ascended above her, swallowing her whole.

Now she gasped for air and tried to hold her head above the water. She shivered from the cold and attempted to swim and salvage some heat simultaneously, but it did her no good. Rain poured over her, and loud, viciously angry thunder sounded around her. The entire sky was pitch black, and darkness settled in her eyes. She gathered from the freezing temperatures and the salty taste in her mouth that she was in the ocean. She guessed that it was the Atlantic, not that it really mattered. She surely would have died had she not have inexplicably boarded a ship, although she was unconcious when the passengers pulled her aboard.

``Wendy wake up! Please wake up, Wendy!``

``Wendy, please wake up. Come on, come on!``

``Up up up! Up! Come on babe, wake up!``

She opened her eyes. It took her well over a moment to determine where she was, but once she had fully grasped her surroundings, she felt the familer panic return.

She hadn`t really been on what she had previously dubbed ``the insane voyage.`` No. She was in a God forbidden hospital where, she realized, they could do whatever they wanted to her. Hell, they could make her obese if they desired. She felt her body grow stiff with fear, and she clutched her hand on the blanket that was spread over her emaciated figure. Despite knowing where she was, she surpressed the panic that was rising in her chest and choked out a pitiful ``Where am i?``

``In the hospital`` answered a male voice, a voice in which she recognized instantly. He had been the one who had called her away from her escepades on ``the insane voyage`` and brought her back to reality. She felt a surge of anger flow through her miserable excuse for a body, but decided that it was just as well. As long as she was concious, she reasoned, they couldn`t make her TOO fat.

``Wendy, did you not hear a word i just said? I said you were in the hospital because you weigh 53 pounds and almost died!``

She merely blinked her eyes at the information, instead concentrating on the sick feeling in her stomach. She could faintly feel her hunger, but she was so used to it now that it simply was a just part of life. She was aware of the male voice continuing to speak, but he would have done better for himself to talk to a wall for all the attention she paid him. It took him a full minute to realize this, and once he did he pinched his nose tightly in irritation and rang for the nurse.

``What`s the matter with her? Its like she is in her own world, like she can`t hear a thing i say,`` he told her as soon as she arrived. The young nurse sighed.

``She probably is in her own world, Stan. Anorexia does strange things to the mind, for obvious reasons. Not to mention the fact that she has been in a coma for a while. Just give her a little time. You might consider going home, since it is getting kind of dark out.`` With that said, the nurse recorded Wendy`s return to conciousness and left, leaving Stan to sigh dejectedly and follow.

He walked down the darkening streets of South Park alone. Streetlights were begining to flicker on as he made his way home, but rather than going there like he had planned he spontaneously changed his route and instead went to Starks pond to sit on his favored bench and think, as he always did when times got rough. To his immense surprise, he found Kyle there.

``Hey dude,`` he greated him casually before sitting down next to him.

``Hey Stan. Did you just get back from Hells pass?``

``Yeah. She`s awake, but she`s still out of it. She woke up but barely said a word. Its like she`s...dead, but living.`` Kyle blinked his eyes, but before he could say anything in response, innocent old Butters came running up looking nervously excited, as he always did when he came running up to them. Stan sighed to himself; now what? He could only guess who was behind this whole thing, whatever it was, and he embraced himself for what Butters would inevitably say with a half grin:

``Fella`s! Hey fella`s! You`re not going to believe this! Come quick!``

A.N.: Again, my apologies. Please review! *Throws hugs and cookies*