Everyone's skin turned pale. Especially Thomas'. Thomas was in utter shock by what he has just heard. "I don't understand." He finally said. "You're a McKale?? You're the daughter of a fucking Satanist?!?"

"Technically, I'm adopted..." Ginger said in guilt. "Cause as I said, I'm a thousand years old... I...never met my parents. I was abandoned when I was little. For thousands of years, I'd wander the ocean and the lands stealing food and anything that would help me survive. One day, I ran into a tent filled with humans. One of them, Anthony McKale himself." Everyone backed away in horror. Except Thomas. "Anthony spotted me and I told him about who I was and where I came from." Ginger continued. "He took me in and taught me everything to know about the Earthly 'realms' and Heaven and Hell. Well, he didn't tell me about a flipping mall. He would always send me to spy on anyone that tried to interfere with his 'family.' He said he was in the middle of bringing something to the world that would bring the 'truth' to humanity."

"Antrum..." Sheila muttered. "You're talking about Antrum."

"Yes, I knew he was in the process of making Antrum and I knew what it was gonna do." Ginger continued. "Yet, I never paid any attention to it. He said that in return for 'helping' him, he'd spend his whole life providing me food, protection, and safety. I also warned him of your Grandfather's presence whenever he tried to interfere..."

"Jacob Calloway..." Thomas muttered in horror. "Wait.... You mean..."

"I had your Grandfather killed.." Ginger cried. "And, I was involved in bringing Antrum to the world. But, in my defense, I truly regretted helping Dad and I hid Antrum here so-!"

"Wait, YOU brought Antrum here???" Sheila cried in horror. "Intentionally???"

"Yes, she fucking did." Thomas said, getting up. "Ginger. You lied to me about bringing Antrum here and you lied to me about your past AND you helped bring Antrum to the world."

"Mr. Calloway, I-"

"No. Don't say anything." Thomas snapped. "You're one of the reasons why my parents are dead. Why I'm the way I am."

"You're the only one who made the choice to be mad!" Ginger cried.

"Yeah, well, I wouldn't have mad the choice to be mad if I hadn't lost my parents, now, wouldn't I?!" Thomas snapped. "...................You know what, forget it. I don't even know why I try."

"What do you mean?" Ginger asked.

"I...........I just wanna be left alone..." Thomas sighed, as he walked off.

"Thomas, please come back!" Ginger pleaded. Thomas stopped and turned around.

"You know something, kid?" He said to Ginger. "All my life, I wanted to be a Father. I wanted to have kids, I wanted to have a wife, I wanted all of that! I'd always tell my Dad that I look up to him! That I wanted to be just like him! I love my parents and I wanted to be like them! But, this wasn't supposed to fucking happen! All the trauma I was forced to endure, being a shitty husband, and not to mention my dead end job where I have to work with antisocial corporate assholes! This wasn't supposed to be my life, okay? This wasn't supposed to be my life...!" He continued walking off. "Now, I'm going to find Antrum, destroy it, and leave my family and hide out in a cabin in the woods forever." As he walked off, everyone stared in horrified shock. Ginger had tears flowing from her eyes.

"Oh my God..." Stan said in shock. "I.....I don't know what to say."

"Look, it doesn't matter. You and the mermaid lady have to accompany him to Antrum." Sheila said, pointing at Stan and Ginger. "He needs support and someone to keep an eye on him if he tried to kill himself again."

"Oh. Well, okay, Mrs. Broflovski." Stan said. "Come on, mermaid lady. Let's go."

"It's Ginger." Ginger said meekly. "Call me Ginger."

"I'll go too!" Eric said. "I'm up for a fucking shit- AHH!!" He got electrocuted. "Look, I wanna go with him, okay?"

"Ohhhh, HECK no!" Sheila said aggressively. "YOU are a disaster waiting to happen!"

"When have I ever been a disaster???" Eric argued.

"Last year, you tried to murder Kyle for having his first Bar Mitzvah!" Sheila snapped.

"You know how I am with Jews!" Eric argued.

"The year before that, you tried to eat Ike's newborn puppy!" Kyle snapped.

"By accident." Eric whined. "I thought it was a raw turkey."

"Mmmph mmmph mmrphh mmph!" Kenny muttered.

"What did he just say?" Ginger asked, still meek.

"You don't wanna know." Stan sighed. "Cartman, you're not going with us so just go back with the others and- Cartman?" Eric was already trailing Thomas. "Oh, for Christ's sake!" Stan groaned, as he followed Eric. "Come on, Ginger, let's go so Cartman doesn't kill himself! Or Mr. Calloway for that matter." Ginger sadly followed him.

"Okay, what in God's good name is going on here???" Roger asked.

"We'll explain it on the way back. You drive us to the vacuum." Sheila said. "We have to get off this island. .......After Thomas returns, of course."

Meanwhile...

Thomas walked along yet another rural village with worn out houses with shattered windows. He had his hands in his pocket and didn't utter a single word out of guilt. Why do I even try...? He thought. I've tried everything to be a good person. What's the point in life when mistakes always happen? Life is pointless...

"Hey, baldy, wait up!" Eric's voice called out. He ran up to Thomas, trying to catch his breath.

"Eric? What are you doing here?" Thomas asked.

"Ahh, I had to get away from my Jewish friend, Kyle, and his Mom who's a...........bad person." Eric said, causing Thomas to roll his eyes.

"Whatever you say, kiddo." Thomas sighed. "Now, come on, let's find Antrum."

"Oh, I'm not the only one going with you." Eric said, as Stan and Ginger caught up to him and Thomas. Ginger caught Thomas' eye.

"What is she doing here?" Thomas asked Stan in anger. Calm anger.

"Well, I'm sure she knows the island better than any of us." Stan said. "Maybe she can help us."

"Listen, I-"

"Please, Mr. Calloway." Ginger pleaded. "Let me go with you. We're in this together. Besides, it's my fault all of this happened so the least I could do is make up for it..."

".........Whatever." Thomas sighed. "Let's just get this over with..."

And so, Thomas and Ginger continue their journey to Antrum now with new company in the forms of Eric Cartman and Stan Marsh. But, their journey will soon turn harsh as they will face an enemy in the form of Iraq's very own former President, Saddam Hussein. What do you think will happen? We can only hope that the end of Antrum will happen.

Meanwhile at the underground bunker...

"Hey, scrotum sucker!" Saddam said, walking down the stairs. "I haven't found Antrum yet, so I'm gonna make a deal with ya. You help me find it and I'll- Huh?" He saw the door open and Thomas was gone. "NOOOOOOOO!!!!" Saddam screamed in his high pitched voice, as he grabbed the chair holding his former prisoner and smashing it on the ground repeatedly. "Oh, shit! Oh, fucking shit!" He gasped frantically. "His excellence is gonna fucking kill me!" Then suddenly, everything went dark. "What the fuck??" Saddam cried repeatedly. "What the FUCK?!?"

"SADDaM HuSSeIn...............................HuuuuuuusssssssssEEEEIIIINNN!!!"

"Hello?!" Saddam cried in high pitched horror. "Who's fucking there?!?" An otherworldly voice echoed into the air.

"YoUr sTuPidiTy alLoWED tHE CaLloWay tO eSCape..................wHat hAve yoU dOnE.....? WHAT HAVE YOU DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE???!!!!!!!!"

"Look, I'm sorry, Lucifer Morningstar!" Saddam cried in a panic. "I'm sorry, okay?! I didn't mean for him to escape! I was just looking for-!"

"SIIILEEENCE!!!!!!!"

"Aaahhh!!" The demonic voice nearly shatter Saddam's eardrums. "Yes, yes, ABSOLUTELY, your excellence!"

"yOU mUsT fInD thE CUrsEd reelS beFoRe tHe CaLLowAY doeS........."

"Yes, your excellence! Will do!" Saddam stammered fearfully.

"FInd ANTruM...........AND SET ME FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!"

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