The day was casual, Kenny dying, Stan desperately trying to hook up with Wendy,
and Cartman almost having committed mass genocide. Recently Kyle has gone mute, never speaking a word, he began looking increasingly unkempt by the day. nobody knew why. Kyle was sitting at the lunch table alone. He wasn't his usual self. "Hey, Kyle, you alright," Stan asked. Kyle looked up with soulless eyes, peering at stan. He opened his mouth as though he was about to speak. "Kyle, I'm worried about you, you never talk anymore, and it's getting concerning." Stan was scared, Kyle had never acted like this before. Kyle looked up at Stan with a cold stare. He wanted to say something, maybe talking about things would help him even a little, but still, he remained silent. "What would he care? He'd probably just ridicule me, just like Ike did," he thought. He smiled at the thought of what he had done to him. "That bitch deserved it!" He mumbled audibly. "What?" Stan said, confused. Kyle sat up from the table and stormed off
"Kyle, whatever is going on, I hope you're talking to someone about it." Kyle stopped for a moment.. hesitant to leave "Don't come to the school pep rally tomorrow" he said as he walked out. "Huh?" Stan said not fully understanding him. But Kyle was already gone, physically, and mentally. After school, Kyle walked home, once he was sure nobody was following him he pulled out his phone and began typing. A hidden message board read:

Contact: IV_Stacks

IV_Stacks: So you want to buy the Ak47, what for?

Kyle: I'm tired of this fucking world and its shitty rules. I'm going to shoot up my school...

IV_Stacks: That's intriguing, how about a special price of $700 for the AK? I like the way you think.

Kyle: 800$, I got five $2300

IV_Stacks: 800$ it is, you should really save that shit. What if you have to buy ammunition?

Kyle: Meet me at Starks Pond near my school, South Park Elementary.

IV_Stacks: will do, see you tomorrow

Kyle closed out of DuckDuckGo's browser and it entered his home, grinning coldly as he snickered at the thought of his glorious plan…