The Mourning and the Damned

It was a soothing, warm night in the small mountain town of South park, Colorado. It was on turning fall, and the flowers Linda Stotch planted began to wilt. Of course, as any Stotch family adult would, she blamed it on her daughter, Leah Marjorine "Butters" Stotch. Leah, however, finally stood up for herself. Her half brother, Tweek Tweak, was on her side, but some stuff happened ever since Gregory of Yardale had accidentally killed himself after falling off the edge of a cliff. Recently, South park was warmer, and the infamous youth pastor, Craig Tucker, and his accomplice, Thomas, had no religious explanation. Nothing of this sort, nothing this big, had happened when Damien Thorn, the son of Satan, visited South park, or when Philip Pirrup, also known as Pip, died from a Barbra Streisand robot squishing him to bits. After a long night of Thomas, Craig, Marje, and Tweek hanging out in the Tweak Brothers Coffeehouse, a familiar face planted itself inside the seating area. How could this be an old friend when they had seen this kid die? Did he really die? How can they be sure this is him? How would they know if it isn't him?"Dude, your horns are sick!""You really think so?"