Dipper's POV
The wind is cold... why does it feel so good...? My hat rustles off my pale face. I haven't slept in two days. My Hair is knotted with twigs, leaves, and feathers. The trees have been my resources to everything. Great Uncle Ford hasn't come back for me yet. I am starting to get worried. This turned into a nightmare. I cannot stand another wolf tugging at my vest...
Everything is scarce now- now food, half a jug of water- but, I won't give up just yet. Bill finally won... He got what he wanted, and now...Mabel's...she's...
I wipe my tears. I refuse to believe it is Mabel's fault. I refuse to believe she is gone. She is still out there, and I will find her- with or without Ford...
The journal...I still have one last hope...
I tug inside of my vest. The warm, quilted leather cover feels good on my fingertips. I haven't been so warm for the past two weeks.
"Come on...come on...- wait...- where...no...oh no..."
The journal was GONE! My heart almost gave out that moment. I gaze up at the sky. About a mile away, I could see Gravity Falls, Oregon suffering, Mabel...dying...
I stand up, shaking out the thoughts. Grabbing my hat, I start sprinting towards the hazy town. Not looking back for a second...not noticing I left the journal- I was sitting on it...
Mabel's POV
I open my eyes. The only thing I can think of right now is Dipper staying in Gravity Falls-if it will be left...
I see big galaxy X in the sky. demon gods and psychic monsters are trying to enter this dimension. I turn around to the Mystery Shack. Nothing is there. Only a faint, and pink, object looking thing...
I go closer. I peer down at it. W-waddles...? I whispered under my breath. Waddles was laying unconscious, and possibly lifeless, on the ground. Tears roll down my cheeks.
Oink..oink..
Waddles looks up at me. I wipe my tears and hug him.
The sky was turning to a pinkish color, unless I was just imagining things.