•The Curse•

ch. 21

TODAY, MY NEW BOOK COMES OUT YALL! HORRAY! ALSO, I KNOW YOU MAY BE WONDERING "WHERES THE MUGSHOT DRAWINGS?" DW, I WILL SHOW IT VERY SOON JUST PLEASR REMIND ME SO I CAN FINISH THE DRAWING

ANYWAY ENJOY THE STORY

No one's POV

The scene was intense and left Craig and Tweek in shock. Seeing Molly kill the random guy without hesitation was unexpected and troubling.

Craig looks at Tweek, who shares his stunned expression.

Craig: "I guess we won't be finding out that guy's name anymore."

Tweek shakes his head, still in disbelief.

Tweek: "I don't think I want to. That was...crazy."

They both shudder, trying to shake off the disturbing feeling they just experienced.

Deciding it's better not to dwell on it, they quickly follow Molly's lead, wanting to put as much distance as possible between themselves and that scene.

Tweek: "Molly, am I real?"

Molly: ".........Anyway! The plan is to jump down and survive!"

Both Craig and Tweek look down at the sewage below, feeling apprehensive about the plan.

Craig: "This is crazy. We're just gonna jump down there? We can't even see how deep it is!"

Molly: "Yeah, yeah, I know. So we will use ropes, obviously."

Craig looks skeptical, still not thrilled about the idea.

Craig: "Ropes, huh? And how do we know they're gonna hold our weight? Or even reach the bottom?"

Molly: "😐...does it really matter? We're trying to escape here, yknow?"

Craig crosses his arms, still unconvinced.

Craig: "Of course it matters! If the damn rope snaps or we end up hanging in midair like a couple of idiots, it's gonna matter a lot!"

Tweek: "And we will probably die!"

Molly: "It's okay! We will think of how to get across there!"

Craig sighs, still uneasy about the whole thing.

Craig: "You're awfully casual about this, Molly. This could easily turn into a disaster, and I'm not in the mood to die in a sewer."

Molly: "😐...Anyway..my plan is we get up on the ceiling you see up there?"

The two looked up where Molly was pointing at the ceiling, but what's on the ceiling was something gooey

Molly: "Now. Someone needs to go up there, stick the rope with that gooey thing, and then the thing will hold the rope tightly."

Craig and Tweek look at the ceiling with distaste. The fact that their escape plan involves sticking a rope to something gooey doesn't exactly inspire confidence.

Craig: "Are you serious? That mess up there is supposed to hold us?"

Tweek: "What if that 'thing' is poisonous or something.."

Craig nods, agreeing with Tweek's skepticism.

Craig: "Yeah, and what if we end up sticking the rope to something toxic or corrosive? We wouldn't know until we're already swinging across the sewer."

Molly: "Guys, don't worry. I knew you two would say this, so I got someone who would do it."

Tweek: "Who?"

Craig: "Who?"

Molly: "Craig."

Craig: "What?!"

Craig's eyes widen in surprise and disbelief. He looks at Molly with a mixture of indignation and frustration.