A/N: With Deserted Falls and Gideon Rises (Part 2) ending soon, I've decided to throw two more stories at y'all. Anyway, that's all for now. Enjoy and be sure to review, favorite and follow! -GrapplingHook


"If there's one thing I hate about hospitals it's the needles." Dipper said to his smiling twin sister and to his bored Grunkle Stan as they walked down the long, bright hallway of Gravity Falls General Hospital. They had to go in for a normal check up visit, but both of them ended up needing shots for the upcoming flu season.

"Look at the bright side Dipper." Mabel started saying until her voice came to an abrupt stop.

Dipper waited for her to continue, but she didn't. "What bright side?" Dipper asked with impatience growing in his voice.

Mabel jumped in front of where Dipper was walking, causing him to skid to a stop. She showed off her rainbow sticker the doctor had given to her. "We get these cool stickers!"

Dipper sighed as they exited the sliding doors of the hospital and walked to Stan's red 'El Diablo. The sun was beating down on them during this particularly warm Wednesday summer afternoon. From far away the asphalt appeared to sizzle the horizon behind it. The three Pines reached the car and opened three of the doors simultaneously as they squeaked open. They got inside and felt the exceedingly hot air surround them as they felt it become extremely hard to breathe. "You should have left the windows open Grunkle Stan." Dipper coughed as he opened the door and jumped back out into a warm breeze that felt like paradise in comparison with the obnoxiously hot interior of the car.

"Hey, I didn't want any of those flyers on the inside of my car." Grunkle Stan reasoned, picking up the ones that had been placed on his windshield and tossing them on the ground. "Oops. Not my problem now." He said with a chuckle, leaning into the car to turn on the air conditioning with the hopes that the old car could cool down to at least a semi-comfortable level. Despite Dipper and Stan waiting outside of the car, Mabel sat inside it quietly humming to herself as she looked at the wooded surroundings around the hospital. The large pine trees seemed to protect the squirrels and other woodland creatures from the heat with the shade it provided. She was jealous.

A few minutes passed with no words spoken as the two guys leaned up against the car with their backs, both of them trying to cool themselves off by stretching the bottom of their shirts out before pushing them back towards their stomachs. Mabel continued to hum the song that had been stuck in her head for days now. Dipper started to re-read some pages in the journal for the third time in the past week. Stan stared at the hospital entrance, mentally guessing what was wrong with each person that walked inside.

Dipper could feel a cold breeze on his back. He stuck his head in the car. "Finally." He said with a sour expression. Tucking the journal into his blue vest, Dipper climbed into the car and sat down next to Mabel in the back. Stan took notice and hunched over to make it comfortable and easier to get his older body inside the driver's seat of the car. "Time to head back to the shack." Stan mentally reminded himself out loud. Dipper and Mabel had gotten used to his public reminders to himself by now.

Stan put the car in reverse and backed out of his parking spot before putting the manual red El' Diablo into first gear and driving quietly out of the parking lot. The eerie silence continued on the car ride back to the Mystery Shack. The only thing making noise, besides Mabel's consistent humming, were the vents in the car that blasts of mostly cool air buzzed out of.

The twins looked up from their respective windows as they felt the convertible start to slow down. The twins both leaned over to the middle seat, nearly touching skulls, and could see rather large men with highlighter yellow vests on, directing traffic away from the Pines' usual route home from town. Stan drove up to one of the workers and lowered his window before applying the brakes. "What's going on here?" Stan asked as he looked ahead at large yellow bulldozers and steam rollers.

The large man who could have easily been mistaken for Wendy Corduroy's father responded in a deep and gruff voice. He had a hint of tiredness in his speech and the look in his eyes seemed to be empty. "We're paving the roads, you're going to have to take the detour to get by." The man pointed to an orange sign that had large black letters that spelled out detour and a large arrow that pointed to their left. "Sorry if this caused you any inconvenience." The Manly Dan look alike apologized.

Stan rolled up his window and mumbled something that was inaudible to the twins sitting in the back seat. He turned the car around and began following the orange detour signs that lined the side of the newly paved road.

Dipper and Mabel turned their attention back to their windows, examining and interpreting the unfamiliar territory that they were currently passing through. Over the course of their drive, the sun had decided to hide behind a blanket of thick gray clouds. Pine trees bordered the road as they started to pass by some large Victorian-era houses.

"These are pretty houses." Mabel gaped, particularly looking at one that had an older couple sitting on the front porch reading the daily paper.

"Are we even in Gravity Falls any more?" Dipper asked Grunkle Stan, his attention swapping between the houses that seemed to be surrounded by trees on every side and his great uncle, who was clearly focused on the road.

"Technically, yes. But also, no." Stan said, looking up at the sky. It looked like rain was going to pour down at any moment. Dipper waited for him to elaborate. "You see, the house is technically located in Gravity Falls township lines, but no one actually considers it to be part of the town because it's so far out of the way." Stan paused and spoke quickly. "...And something about the townspeople hating everyone who lives in this area."

"Why would they hate them?" Mabel had a confused expression on her face as she rolled up her window. She decided to take it upon herself to wave to the elderly couple they had passed. The couple waved back with a smile on their faces.

Stan droned on, clearly not caring about the subject at hand. "Something about these people being too rich or something; not that I care. As long as someone is paying with money at the Mystery Shack they can be a zombie for all I care."

The car became silent again as the houses eventually seemed to stop popping up on the side of the road. There was one house in particular that caught Dipper's attention and gave him the chills. "What happened to that house?" Dipper asked, pointing over to a burned down Victorian-era house. It had a gated entrance, a slightly rusted iron fence in the front and some overgrown bushes. Burnt double doors were torn off the hinges and laying on a two stepped front porch. The home looked like it had burned down yesterday as it was free of vines and any other plant life.

"Beats me, happened about a week ago. Some old guy lived in that house... I forget his name, but he used to sculpt a lot." Stan said, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Mabel sad." Mabel said with a frown on her face as she watched the house pass by.

The forest came back into sight and provided shade over the road. Dipper felt his spine tingle and the small hairs on his skin raise. Something was wrong.

The red journal with a golden six fingered hand and a black ink written three on the cover was vibrating in his vest. He pulled it out and held it in his hands, they shook along with the book. Mabel turned her head over at Dipper, who was staring at the book. "Uhh... Dipper?" Mabel concernedly asked. "What's going on with the journal?"

"I don't know." Dipper trembled, putting the journal in the middle portion of the seat between them.

Somehow, Stan failed to notice the vibrating book and started talking to the twins as if nothing weird or out of the ordinary was happening. "This place gives me the creeps." Stan said with a shiver. He was pointing out his rolled down window towards an old hospital. The sign by the road was covered partially by vines, but was still legible. It read, Gravity Falls Psychiatric Hospital.

"Normally, the master of fright isn't scared of anything. But this... is the one exception I can and will make." Stan was still oblivious to the violently shaking journal in the back seat. "I've never even been inside that condemned place. But I've heard stories..." A rain drop splashed on the windshield of the car causing the water to disperse and drip down the front of the car. "Here comes the rain, right on cue." Grunkle Stan chuckled nervously, turning on the windshield wipers and watching them throw the water off the car.

The book continued to convulse between Dipper and Mabel, its pages turning and the cover smacking hard up against Stan's seats. Stan could hear the thumping but paid no attention to it. He figured it was the rain that was now streaming down and drumming on the roof of his car. Dipper stared at the book as the violent shaking started subsiding the further they drove away from the hospital. It seemed that the rain stopped momentarily when the book's violent shaking finally died down and remained as still as a rock in between the two twins.

The two sat there staring at the book, waiting to see if anything would happen. All the while Grunkle Stan had gone on some spiel about one summerween where he had punched a teenager in the face after he stole some candy.

Dipper looked up at Mabel, who had turned her head to see her brother's befuddled face. They looked in each other's eyes. They both knew this was an adventure waiting to happen.

Dipper reached down and placed his hand on the cover of the journal. It was warm to the touch. Dipper slowly lifted the book up from the seat and opened it up. Skimming the pages they seemed unchanged. "What happened Dipper?" Mabel asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"I don't know. It all looks the same. Why would the book shake?" Dipper pondered while car pulled up to the Mystery Shack.

The engine shut off and there was nothing but the soothing sound of raindrops tapping against the car. A flash of lighting could be seen across the sky and probably landing somewhere in the woods around the shack. Thunder boomed and vibrated the seats of the car causing Dipper to jump in his seat. Grunkle Stan saw this and turned around in his seat. "Looks like someone is scared." He mocked.

"I wasn't scared." Dipper whined. "...Just startled."

"That's what they all say." Grunkle Stan rolled his eyes and opened the door to the car. Walking carelessly through the rain and into the gift shop.

Dipper put the book in his vest and smiled towards Mabel. "Looks like we have another adventure to go on." He said holding out his fist.

Mabel balled her hand up and pounded Dipper's. "Mystery twins!" She said happily. "Race you inside!" Mabel said, quickly opening the door and slamming it closed as she ran through the rain and into the shack.

Dipper chuckled to himself and straightened his hat. There was another crash of thunder as lightning flashed in the sky. Dipper, yet again, jumped in his seat and placed his hand on his racing heart. "Stupid storms." He said to himself before running out of the car and into the shack.