Kenny held up his walking stick and grinned.

"I got this and my fists. I am Mysterion, remember?" He laughed and turned to walk inside. Like hell he was going to pussy out. Besides, if it was Cartman, Kenny was going to beat him with a stick. It was the least the fatass deserved. Kenny lead the way inside, his eyes glancing around the dimly lit house. The windows were the only source of light so they wouldn't be able to explore too long.

"You got a lighter or something? We might need fire or we gotta head out before dark."