WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS THEMES OF SUICIDE. IF YOU OR ANYONE CLOSE TO YOU IS SUFFERING FROM DEPRESSION AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, CALL THE SUICIDE HOTLINE IMMEDIATELY.

Meanwhile...

Thomas still struggled to get out of his chair. He was sweating with grief and rage. He didn't know what else to do. Christ, I guess this is my punishment for being such a prick to people all these years! He thought in anguish. "...........I'M SORRY, OKAY?!!!?" He suddenly screamed. "I'm fucking sorry...!!" Tears began to form in his eyes. His mind was filled with anger, guilt, rage, and sadness. He knew he was a shitty husband to Jessica. He knew he could never undo his actions. But, what he knew more than anything was that the world would be better off without him. ..........If I get out of here, He thought, I know what I have to do... It's not gonna be easy, but................it's what I have to do... He tugged on the ropes tying his hands together. He pulled harder and harder. Then finally, he pulled the ropes apart and was free. He proceeded to untie the ropes tying his legs together, got up, and ran out the door in front of him. He ran up a small set of stairs and found himself back outside in the island. Jesus Christ... He thought, staring at the setting sun. I'm gonna miss seeing the sun rise and set... He reached into his pocket and pulled out a medium sized pocket knife. He opened it and held the blade against his neck. Tears began to flow from his eyes. He remembered his wife and kids. He loved them to death, but he's hurt them. He knew they'd be better off without him. The thoughts of his family began to roam in his head. He would always watch TV with his kids. He'd take them and Jessica out to dinner. He'd try to make up for his selfishness and his abusive attitude. But, none of it was enough to make up for what he did. His parents die because of what he did, he knew. I made many mistakes... He thought. All that "nobody's perfect" bullshit is true... I failed my friends, my family, EVERYONE... Goodbye, Jessica, Billy, and Cindy. Goodbye Sheila. He gripped the pocket knife harder as he prepared to slit his throat. "I'm coming, Mom and Dad!" He grunted in sorrow "I'm coming back!"

"STOP!!" A familiar voice begged in horror. Thomas knew who it was. He turned around to see Ginger climbing out of Roger's truck while Roger followed her.

"Don't come any closer!" Thomas shouted, as both Ginger and Roger stopped in their tracks. "I swear to God, I'm gonna do it!"

"Nooo!! Please don't do it, Thomas!" Ginger begged. "Please don't kill yourself!!"

"Why not?! I'm just one guy!" Thomas shouted. "No one's gonna care that I die! We live in a HUGE world full of life! No one cares when someone is picked off this world, so my death will affect NO ONE!! NOBODY could give a SHIT about me!!"

"Your FAMILY needs you!" Ginger cried. "They can't live without you!!"

"What?!?" Thomas cried. "I BEAT my wife!! I yell at my kids whenever they do something wrong!! I'm a fucking monster!! I deserve to die, Goddamn it!!"

"Waaaaaaaaaahhh!!" Familiar voices cried out. The South Park kids and Sheila landed on the ground in front of Thomas.

"We're okay!" Kyle muttered.

"Where the fuck did THEY come from???" Roger cried.

"We came from the sky..." Stan grunted, getting up. "Oh, hey, Tho- Thomas, why do you have a knife on your neck?!! What the fuck is going on?!?"

"He's gonna take his life!!" Ginger cried.

"WHAAAAAT?!?" Sheila cried in horror, getting up as well. "Now, Thomas, you'd better not fucking kill yourself! Put the knife down this INSTANT!!"

"I'm not gonna do that!!" Thomas shouted. "I abused my wife, okay?! I hurt her, I scared my kids, I have no fucking reason to live! I'm a failure as a husband and Father!!"

"Don't you go and talk trash about yourself, Thomas!" Sheila cried. "Listen to me! Your parents wouldn't have wanted this, okay?! It's not your time!"

"Only I decide when it's my time and my time is now!!" Thomas shouted, as he prepared to jab the knife into his neck. "Goodbye, everyone."

"NOOOO!!!" Ginger screamed, as she charged at Thomas and tackled him to the ground.

"Let me go!!" Thomas screamed. "Let me the fuck go!!" He tried to jab his knife into his neck, but Ginger grabbed it and tossed it into a small nearby hole. "I hate you!!!" Thomas screamed. "I fucking hate you!!"

"Thomas, please listen to me!!" Ginger pleaded, still holding onto Thomas tightly. "You can't kill yourself! You have so much to live for! You can change your behavior towards everyone! Even your family! They NEED you!! Please don't do this!!"

"No!! I deserved to fucking die!!" Thomas screamed. "I wanna fucking DIE RIGHT NOW!!!"

"What the FUCK has gotten into him?!?" Eric cried, scared himself. But then, the chip inside him electrocuted him. "AAH!!"

"Shut the fuck up, Cartman!! This is serious!" Kyle shouted, as he and Stan grabbed Thomas' legs. Kenny tried to grab Thomas' left arm, but he pushed him away. He then frantically grabbed his arm.

"Let me the fuck go!!" Thomas screamed. "I SAID LET ME GO!!"

"Mr. Calloway, listen to me!!" Ginger begged. "EVERYONE makes mistakes! EVERYONE! That's just how it is! We learn from them and we move on! Your parents would've wanted this!" Thomas stopped struggling and stared at Ginger with teary eyes. "Your family NEEDS you, okay?!" Ginger continued, tears in her eyes as well. "You can CHANGE! We all change! It's never too late to make up for your fucking mistakes!! PLEASE listen to my words!! You had no control over what happened to your parents!! It's not your fault!! You have no control over your parents' fate!! Just like I had no control over who my Father was!"

"........Who was your Father?" Thomas asked, finally calming down. Everyone let go of him and he slowly sat up, tears still in his eyes.

"..............................." Ginger couldn't speak. She realized what she said and she didn't wanna finish her sentence.

"WHO was your Father?!" Thomas asked.

"Anthony McKale." Ginger admitted tearfully. "My Father was Anthony McKale."