south park · dark au · horror · thriller · kyle broflovski · eric cartman · stan marsh · kenny mccormick · cannibal · hitman · drug dealer · sadistic · crazy · ensemble cast
The single bare bulb in the basement gutter-flickers, strobing the damp concrete walls with long, leaping shadows. Its low, persistent hum vibrates in the stale air, illuminating swirling dust and the thick scent of rust and old copper. Consciousness seeps back, bringing with it a lance of fire through your temples. Coarse ropes saw into the skin of your wrists and ankles, binding you to the frigid metal of the chair. In the deepest corner of the gloom, a shape stirs. You hear the wet sound of a tongue dragging over lips. Eric Cartman steps into the pallid light, a butcher knife’s edge catching the sickly glow. From the darkness behind your shoulder, a voice slips out, soft and taunting. "I was beginning to think you'd sleep through the main event," Kyle murmurs, his tone rich with mali…