Dipper had gone into the grocery store to buy two Pitt Colas for himself and Mabel. She had waited outside to pet a stray cat. She could never pass a cat without petting it. But when he exited the store, Mabel was nowhere to be seen.

"Mabel?" Dipper looked up and down the street. There was no one around.

Dipper groaned. She was probably hiding so she could pop out from behind something and scare him. It was getting late and Stan didn't like them out after dark (not without denying it was because he got worried). And ever since Ford came back, they had two Grunkles to worry about them now.

He decided to play along so they could get it over with and go home.

"Oh dear, it appears Mabel is gone. I guess I'll have to walk down this street alone and hope nobody jumps out and scares me."

As if on cue, Dipper heard a commotion down one of the alleyways next to the building. He chuckled and walked down the alley.

"I know you're there, Mabel. We don't have time for games. We gotta get-"

Dipper froze. He had been right that Mabel was in the alley, but she wasn't alone. There was a man who had a hand over her mouth and a knife at her neck.

"If you scream, I'll slit her throat," said the man.

Mabel shook her head trying tell Dipper to run away and save himself. There was no reason why they should both die. Whether Dipper understood her or not, there was no way he would have listened anyway.

"Okay, I won't scream. Just let her go."

"Get in the van." The man motioned toward the van that Dipper had barely noticed in his shock.

Dipper tried to think of any way to get Mabel and himself out of this. He was told to never cooperate with a kidnapper. He was told to scream and make as much noise as possible to get someone's attention. But he was never told what to do if said kidnapper held a blade to his sister's throat. Seeing no other choice, he entered the back of the van.

"See that blindfold?" The man pointed to a black cloth. "Put it on."

Dipper grabbed the blindfold and tied it around his eyes. Satisfied that the boy won't try anything, the man turned his attention to the girl.

"I'm going to take my hand off your mouth and put you in with him. If you yell or try to escape, I'll kill your brother. Understand?"

Mabel nodded. She was placed in the van with Dipper. The man tied a blindfold around her eyes. He used some rope and bound Mabel's wrists behind her back. He pushed Mabel over to force her to lie down and tied her ankles together. Dipper was then bound in the same manner.

They heard the doors close. They were left blind and immobile. They scooted as close to each other as possible. They tried to hold hands, but the most they could manage was to interlock their pinkies. They took comfort in what little physical contact they could have. Unable to move or see, they were left in the darkness wondering what fate awaited them.

It was hard to know how long they were driving before they finally came to a stop. They heard him come around and open the doors.

"Where are we?" Although Dipper couldn't see, he knew the man was watching them.

"Just need to get rid of some dead weight."

Before Dipper could figure out what the meant, Mabel started screaming and was pulled away from him.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! Let go!"

"What are you doing to her?"

"I got plans for you," said the man. "But I don't need her anymore."

"No…" Dipper knew he didn't mean he was going to let her go. "No, please don't!"

"You two can scream all you want. No one's gonna hear you."