"Wait... Where am I?" Dipper asked, to no one in particular. He was alone, in the woods. Lost, actually. He didn't recognize it, but he had a feeling he wasn't in Gravity Falls anymore... Or even Oregon. "Hello!" he called, but his voice was flimsy, and faded into the wind.
"Hello there..." whispered a sad, broken voice behind him. Dipper turned, and found a oversized gnome carrying a lantern. Or, that's what he thought, at first. But the 'gnome' was taller than Dipper, and looked moderately human. A brunet, just like him. He had a long red gnome cap, and a couple of axes of various sizes on a belt. But most notable were his sad, broken eyes. There was no hope in them, and a frown tugged at his cheeks.
Dipper wondered what he was so sad about, but he wasn't willing to just ask. The guy had axes, for Pete's sake! "Who are you?" asked Dipper, shivering.
The other boy took a deep breath, "I am Wirt, the woodsman. Everyone has a torch to burn," The boy taps his lantern, giving it a soft smile. "and this here's mine. I grind the Edelwood trees into oil to keep this lantern lit," he explained, and that smile faded. Dipper had a feeling it would not return so soon.
"That sounds... Unique. Um, do you know which way Gravity Falls is? Or Oregon?" Dipper asked, cocking his head.
Wirt shook his head. "You're in the Unknown. There is no way back. I suggest find a place to stay, a job to do, and beware the Beast." He let out a sad, pained sigh.
"Um, sorry, I don't think I heard that last part right... The Beast?" questioned the shorter of the two.
"If you remain lost, you will run into him. Now, go north, and find your niche. It awaits you." Wirt turned, and went to a tree, and began to swing his axe at the branches.
Dipper began to walk about, but thought there was something more to the other boy. He hoped maybe he ran into him again... And if he did, he could learn more about the Unknown.