I stumble around the dark mansion, terrified of what I will see next. It is a labyrinth, every twist and turn taking me deeper into the tangled recesses of my mind, knowing that I cannot turn back, for the path is ever changing. At the same time, adrenaline is pumping through my veins, for I know this is just a dream, and nothing nearly as exciting and adventurous could ever happen to me in real life. I savor it for the little time I have before I wake up.
I finally come across a door. My curiosity beckons me towards it, wondering with terror and delight at what horrors it may have in store for me.
I twist the ancient knob, and it swings open, revealing a cobwebbed and dusty old room with only one piece of decrepit furniture sitting right in the center. A mirror.
A shiver runs down my spine, my mind flashing back to those probably fake but still terrifyingly spooky videos on YouTube about haunted mirrors. I know that I'll have to look into it.
I close my eyes, and take a step towards it, positioning myself right in front of it. I slowly open my eyes, preparing my self for the horrors I am about to witness... And laugh.
My body relaxes as my gaze falls upon a floating triangle in a top hat and bow tie. "Bill!" I shout, glad to have my favorite character of the best TV show ever in my dreams.
"Hey, Blondie!" He says, floating out of the mirror. "Interesting mind you got here!" A three headed goat floats past us with a green baby squirrel on its back.
"Yes! This is so cool!" I say. "what are you doing here?"
The triangle makes a black cane appear. "Well, aside from showing you a few horrible sights that will haunt you for every waking moment, I've come to give you a little invitation."
This dream is getting interesting. "Have you come to take me to Gravity Falls?" I ask, heart pumping, ready to go to the fictional town.
"as a matter of fact, you are correct!" He points to me and touches a place where a nose would probably be. "You see Blondie, I have a special task for you. Lately I've been noticing some strange things going on around you, and if I'm right, which of course I am, you have something that could help me with something I've been planning for a little while now."
I raise my hands as blue sparks crackle around my fingertips. "Well, since we're in the dreamscape, I can do this", I say, and levitate the mirror. I curl my hands into a fist and it shatters. I smile.
Bill chuckles. "Yeah, sure, I want you to come to Gravity Falls and break a bunch of mirrors. Don't you know that's seven years of bad luck?" He shakes a finger at me.
"So, are you just here to take me to Dipper and Mabel Pines?" I ask. "'Cause that's good enough for me!" While this would be a really sucky fan fiction, it could also be a really awesome adventure, if I didn't wake up before it happened.
No Ellie, don't think about waking up! I think. A beeping starts to sound. Oh, great! Just as the dream was getting good, now you have to wake up! I try to stay focused on the laughing triangle, but it's too late.
Light floods my room as I open my eyes, glaring at my stupid alarm clock. Maybe I could just have a few more minutes... My mom comes in yelling to get up.
"Elizabeth! Come on you're running late!" She says. I groan. "Um maybe I should not go to school today, I think I'm coming down with something", I say, faking a cough.
My mom rolled her eyes and pulls me out of bed. "But Mom, that school is evil! Kids talk about things like sex and use swear words, so to protect me from that R-rated material, you should probably ban me from going to school ever again."
my Mom sighs, irritably. "Elizabeth, that's what it's like at all highschools! Besides, back in my day, kids could get away with anything..." I moan as she launches into a long story about her teen years.
"...besides, where else are you supposed to get an education?" I think about this. "Books!" I say. "I've gained most of my vast knowledge from literature, anyway." Mom rolls her eyes again. "Don't you think that's a bit of an exaggeration?" While I agree with her, I'm still not going to admit it.
"You are going to school. End of discussion." I can tell that she means it.
I trudge through the snow on my way to the state-funded tortur chamber most people refer to as a "public school", I think about the dream I had. I can't remember most of it, but I know it had something to do with Bill.
you are obsessed with that TV show! I think. I hear the bell ring in the distance.
"Shit", I say under my breath as I break into a run, tripping over my boots. I'm not sure it was a trick of the light, but I could have sworn I saw a patch of yellow in the bushes...