I attempted to steady my breathing as I heard the footsteps of our enemies nearing. My hand went to grab my bat, preparing for the worst. I glanced over at my friend, Bill. His face was pale, possibly from fear. My eyes darted around the corner, and my eyes widened at the sight of four or five of the infected men coming towards us. True, zombies can't think, but these were nearing us by the second. I grabbed at my bat, clenching the handle so hard my knuckles turned white. I looked back at Bill and nodded in his direction, Bill returning the gesture. We stood as quietly as possible and charged.

"Hey Dip Dip."

"Hey Mabel," I responded, not taking my eyes off my journal.

"You ready for next weekend?" She asked, a huge smile plastered on her face as she jumped up and down. I glanced over at her and gave her a huge smile and a nod of my head. "I'm so excited!" She exclaimed.

"I'm sure you are," I replied, a laugh escaping my lips. I returned my attention to my journal.

"What do you think the theme of our party should be? Rainbows or unicorns?" She asked, deep in thought, as her face suddenly lit up. "How about BOTH?!" She burst out.

I laughed a little again and replied with, "How about something else?"

She giggled some, and I joined her. Soon the both of us were in a hysterical fit of laughter over almost nothing. I wiped my eyes and soon Grunkle Stan burst into the room, huffing and puffing. I immediately stopped laughing and stared at him. His usually clean black suit was in tatters, and he had a few cuts on his face. I stared at him in confusion as he stepped towards us.

"Kids, there's someone outside waiting for you," was all he said. He then proceeded to walk out of the room into the house part of the shack. I turned to look at Mabel, my expression laced with confusion and concern. She only shrugged, and walked through the front door to the front porch. I followed after her, my footsteps echoing throughout the shop. She opened the front door, and we gasped at the sight before us.

In front of us, was a crater the size of a large hole. In it could only be beyond our imaginations, but I took a few steps closer anyways, dreading every second. I peered over the side, and my eyes widened at the sight. "Oh my gosh.."

"What is it?"

"Mabel, just come look," I replied, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach. She walked over to where I was standing and looked over the edge, her eyes widening in shock as well.

In the crater, laid the unconscious body of Bill Cipher. And he wasn't normal either, he appeared..human. He wore a yellow button up shirt with a black dress shirt underneath and some black dress pants. He had a blonde undercut with the bottom dyed brown. I looked down at him for a few moments. He appeared to be around our age, 20 or so.

"Should we get him?" Mabel asked, an eyebrow raised looking down at him.

"I..don't know," I replied, confusion laced behind my words. I slid down the side of the hole and kneeled next to him, placing two fingers on his neck to check his pulse. He was still alive.

"Hey Dip Dip?"

"Yea?"

"Do you think he'll want to try and take over the world again?"

I removed my fingers and turned my head to look at her. "I don't know." I looked back at Bill. "I would certainly hope not."

She slid down the side just as I did and took one of Bill's arms and slung it around her shoulders. "Welp, might as well give him another chance, right?"

I stared at her for a few moments, and nodded. I did the same as her and took his arm around my shoulders. "Lets go!"

We walked up the side of the crater and entered the house.