"Dude, don't do this!"
I have to, I have..."
Eric Cartman had a gun in his hands and was aiming it right at me. His hands were shaking and he was sobbing. I was terrified Cartman wasn't in a stable state and he would going to kill me without thinking.
"Do it you know you want too." The spirit to his left said leaning closer to him.
"Leave him alone," I screamed.
Stan, I'm sorry," Eric whimpered .
"No Cartman! Think please!"
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Cruel Demons Fate
FanfictionOn a normal day after school, Stan and Cartman walk to the park, alone since kenny and kyle had to go home, though it starts heavily while they are there and in there rush to find a place to stay dry they run into a old mansion like building, th...
