Don't look.

Don't look.

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"There has been massive suicide sightings in Washington this afternoon, residence claimed that they're friends and family saw something, that makes them kill themselves; Scientists at Washington University are now trying to figure out a way to stop this, Therefore stay indoors and don't go outside". Tweek glanced at the radio nervously, his roommate Butters was shocked as well. "E-eh butters, we need to b-buy mo-more food supplies...w-we're low on s-supplies..." Yelped Tweek "Don't worry Tweek...we can go for a quick run..then we'll come back" "O-ok butters w-whatever you say.." -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. *I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by Matt Stone and Trey Parker. this is a inspiration of Bird box and soulesschibihv1's Creek~Craig of The Dead. There are going to be some mild cursing and very detailed gore (kinda detailed), you have been warned...oh and there might be some spelling Grammars :P* (SLOW UPDATES)
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Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

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