A soft groan echoed in a completely blacked out room. Having a massive headache and a foggy memory of what happened and where he was at, Stan opened his eyes to see nothing but darkness. Trying to move, he couldn't as he had tight restrains on his wrists and ankles causing his heart to accelerate at a dangerous speed. Trying to yell out loud for help, he couldn't even do that as he had something wrapped around his mouth completely. It was at that moment he realized he wasn't wearing the respirator meaning he could get infected if exposed to the contaminated air. Unable to yell or move, he seemed to give up as he let his head hang down. At that moment he hear a light switch. The only problem was everything was still black for him. He must have been blindfolded.
"You dug too deep and found something you shouldn't have." A deep and muffled voice spoke. It was clear they were wearing a respirator.
Stan lifted his head up at the person while gritting his teeth on the cloth that was in his mouth.
"Now I'm going to remove this from your mouth. If you make any unnecessary noises then I will leave you here for an hour. Got it?"
He was pissed that this person had the nerve to threaten him like this but he only nodded.
Feeling the cloth getting removed he tasted blood from his chapped lips, meaning he was like this for awhile.
"Now, do you remember how you got here?"
Stan knew he had to cooperate or he would be trapped in an unknown place with the chance of dying. "No." He simply said.
"I think you're lying. I think you're hiding the fact that you saw my face and what my plans are. You saw me destroy the other plants in the lab. You saw the files for the cure of this deadly disease. You can't foul me."
It was at that moment his head was jogging his memory back. He practically growled as he yelled out loud. "You did this! YOU'RE KILLING INNOCENT PEOPLE!!"
He was shaking he was so angry, however the response was laughter. "You think these people are innocent? Do you know what it's like to be drowned in chemicals for years? Do you know what it's like to be formed in a tank with nothing but that fungus with you? Feeling everything you are slip away as you fall in an endless madness. Then get shot up with that stupid fucking drug until you black out? You don't know what innocence is. You claim these people are innocent but do you think these people you speak so highly about would help a poor family in need? Who exactly are these innocent people you speak of. The same people that drove my parents to OD on heroin and left me to starve to death outside on the streets. That was until I was taken here and promised a roof to live under. However I didn't think they would do the things they did to me... to us.. Do you really think being trapped in a lab for 4 years by people that claimed to only be helping is the acts of the innocent?!"
Stan was completely speechless. His stomach flipped completely thinking about the pain this person went through. So much pain that they thought this was the best way of seeking revenge on the ones that harmed them the most. However that was affecting the entire town and possibly every town around South Park.
"That's what I thought. Now you will stay here for the time being until the whole town is infected. I'll be sure everyone pays for their cruel acts of us, 'guinea pigs'."
"Wait, you don't have to do this! It's the scientists that your after. Why are you killing others. What makes you think this is a good thing? Your no better then the ones that did this to you."
At that moment Stan felt a sharp pain on his right cheek as it was clear he was punched in the face. Slowly recovering, he spit on the ground as blood was all he could taste. "You know I'm right." He added.
He knew he was getting to them when he was forcefully grabbed by his collar toward them. "Keep talking and I WILL force you to turn into one of those freaks and release you out of this room and watch you rip your friends to pieces. Do I make myself clear?"
He remained quiet as he was growing scared that this person would go that far in this seek of revenge to kill him and his friends in the process.
"Now, I have to spread more of this fungus throughout the town. I'll be sure to come back and see if your being good. I might give you something to eat."
Hearing a door open, he yelled out loud. "GUYS HE-!" The door slammed shut, it wasn't long before he heard something being sprayed in the room with him. A horrible smell filled the room as he began coughing up a lung. It wasn't long until he felt he was drowning in his own blood. Letting out a pained scream of agony. Once he finally stopped screaming, all that could be heard was the soft drops of blood falling from his chin.