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Tweek stumbled into a fresh snow hill, wincing when his back hit the ground. Looking up at the snowy sky of south park, wishing that Craig, Clyde, Jimmy, Kenny, even Eric, just anyone to walk past to see him and call for help. His arms hurt too much to reach into his pocket to get his phone to call anyone. As his eyelids started getting too heavy, he started seeing his whole life playing out in front of his eyes.

Everything is silent until he heard Jimmy's stuttering. "I'm getting w-w-w-worried, we haven't s-seen Tweek since s-s-school ended." Tweek could clearly hear three other pairs of footsteps. "Maybe he just stayed late. I mean it's Tweek, Craig. He's always trying to succeed in his parents' eyes." Clyde's voice cut into the empty silence. "Maybe, but I just have a gut feeling that something bad happened." Craig said, his voice laced with worry. It was silent for a couple minutes, before hearing Tolkien scream. "Tweek!!" Tolkien head came into his line of vision before his eyes closed.

Sealing him in complete darkness while the panicked voice of his friends and boyfriend were all he heard. He felt a bigger hand push against his stab wound, trying to stop the blood. He can hear Craig calling for help while trying not to cry. "Clyde, lift his hips, but try to keep pushing on the wound." Clyde raised his hips while Tolkien pushed the fabric under him, and Tolkien tightly ties it around his waist trying to stop the blood. Rasing two of fingers to Tweek's neck. "Jimmy! He's barely breathing!" Tweek heard sirens before the world that he known as south park turned slient, no Tolkien screaming, no Craig trying not to cry while phoning help, no Clyde silently crying, nothing.

Even though I already tagged them, Shout out to TheOfficial_Tweek!!