So, yeah here's a chapter... It might have been up earlier, but my cousin broke the quotation mark key on my laptop... I think you can see, that's a wee bit important.
I know, I know. I should be working on CTA... Whoops!
I hope you will like this chapter even though it's a lot shorter... (Sorry about that, btw)
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Dipper's POV
When I woke up the following morning, it was as if I'd fallen asleep in the building in the middle of the day and slept until night.
I checked my watch, it was definitely daytime. However…it was completely dark outside.
"Aw, come on. This… this is ridiculous!" I hadn't even gone into town yet!
I grumbled some more and wandered around in the dim light.
"Come on, you've dealt with worse… Remember Gideon? Yep. he was terrible. You can handle some darkness." I was gearing up to go outside when I thought better of it. I didn't know what that stuff was. It could have been dangerous. I grabbed my journal. I may as well document this.
Entry #3
I woke up this morning and it seems the black mist or fog has encompassed this building. I'm not sure what I should do. I do not think it would be wise to go out there. It could be smog or something more dangerous.
All I do know is I need to get out of here. Sooner rather than later. I have food and water to last about a week (note: this is including all the supplies I've found around the store).
I am also very worried about my sister. She still hasn't returned my calls. I hope this fog goes away soon… If it's not gone by tomorrow evening, I will brave the ten miles in the pitch black.
I'll keep you guys updated, if I don't die.
Stay safe,
~Pinetree
After that, I sat down and tried to organize my things. I had a feeling I'd be there a while. Other than that… It was all I could do not to drive myself crazy from boredom.
I started another journal entry, but it was just one about how to keep gnomes at bay. There was just enough light to read by. That was my entire day. I went to sleep at around nine thirty p.m. after reading most of the book I'd brought with me.
"Okay, the faster you go to sleep, the sooner you wake up. Come on, Dip. You can do it. One more day. Just a little detour in you vacation."
I fell asleep after that.
Mabel's POV
Dip-dop walked into the little gas station and paid for the things. He walked out, got in the car and wouldn't talk to me. I thought it was weird at the time, but I wasn't going to ask him. He gets in those moods often.
We drove through this super thick black fog. My headlights didn't even let me see a foot in front of the car!
We got to town in about fifteen minutes (I drove super super slow so we didn't hit anything).
I got out and popped the trunk to get my stuff.
"I'm gonna run this inside, do you need help with all your crap?" I tease… but then I looked over to where Dipper had been sitting… only to find an empty seat.
I hadn't heard the door open or shut and he hadn't said anything. I brushed it off, he was alway doing weird things, so this wasn't abnormal for him… Still, I couldn't shake this feeling that I had.
Something was wrong. And what was up with that fog on the way in? It wasn't normal fog. It was like something was on fire! But it didn't smell like anything was burning and there was no fire that I saw.
The same fog was visible from the Mystery Shack. It was coming closer to town. I would have been surprised Grunkle Stan hadn't tried to make money off of it yet, but it looked like it was going to rain pretty heavily soon.
I hurried in and announced my presence.
"Hello? The party has arrived!"
Grunkle Ford walked in and smiled. He also looked a bit nervous.
"Hello, Mabel. I must apologize, we don't have much time for pleasantries… but we need to hurry and get everything set. There is a very big storm heading our way and we need to make sure to have as minimal damage as possible." He fretted over everything, so I wasn't too worried.
Then Stan walked in. He looked frantic.
"Ford! Is this room safe to leave as is or do we need- Oh, hiya, sweetpea. Sorry, there's a really nasty storm on the way. We really need to get you and your brother inside. Where is he?"
I was at a loss. Stan was always the calm one. To see him flipping out made me worry.
"I-I actually don't know… He was acting strange on the way here. W-well not the whole way, just after we stopped at the gas station a little while ago… He hasn't said a word since then and he disappeared when I was getting my bag out of the trunk." I was starting to flip out now.
"It's okay, sweetie, settle down. We'll find him." Stan was putting on his coat about to leave when Ford stopped him.
"You know that smoke is dangerous! We can't go out there without masks. Give me a minute." Ford ran to the other room.
Ford popped back in the room and looked worried. "You didn't drive through that black stuff, did you?"
I nodded.
He blanched. "Okay, you need to stay here, drink as much water as you can, do not open the door and-" He cut himself off before continuing. "You know what, Stan, one of us needs to stay here with her." Stan nodded.
"Do you want to go, or do you want to stay?" Stan asked him.
"I'll go. You stay and keep a close eye on her."
"W-what's going on?" I whimpered. Now that I was actually thinking, Dipper was acting really strange… stranger than normal. What if it wasn't him at all? What if I had left him all alone, ten miles away?
"You see, pumpkin, that fog causes vivid hallucinations if you're exposed to it. If you're exposed for too long… you could very well lose your life. This used to happen every once in awhile, but this is the first time since before Ford… ya know." Grunkle Stan still blamed himself for Ford's disappearance all those years ago. I would blame myself too…
I just nodded. I had left my brother all alone in a super dangerous fog, stranded with no way to get him without risking the lives of others… I can't believe I didn't realize it wasn't Dipper…
My brother could be dead and it would be all my fault.
I looked up… didn't Ford say hallucinations? "What if… what if this isn't real…? Grunkle Stan, what if I'm not here and I'm on the road?! How do… how do I know this is real?" I was crying. Of course I was.
"Oh, sweetpea." he hugged me and thought of what he could say. "Uhm, how would you know about the fog? If this weren't real, you wouldn't know."
"I guess… will Dipper be okay?"
"He's in Ford's care, of course he will." I nodded again as he lead me to the kitchen. I apparently needed to drink a lot of water to make me better. "How ya feeling, kiddo?" Stan asked me after my fifth glass of water.
"Worried. And tired… but I can't sleep until I know Dipper will be okay. How long does this fog stuff last anyway?"
"The longest was about two weeks."
"Oh… wonderful."
"Don't worry. Okay, I, for the first time, am enforcing a bed time. It just so happens to be right now."
"But, Grunkle Stan! I'm too nervous to got to bed!" I halfheartedly argued.
"Well, you need to try. I'll wake you up when Ford and Dipper get here."
"Okay… Fine" I begrudgingly trudged up the stairs to the attic. Dipper and I didn't share a room anymore, we hadn't since puberty became a thing… little awkward, ya know?
He got the one we used to fight over… this time. I just didn't want him to have to walk up all these stairs if he was hallucinating.
Knowing him, he'd think about the past and when Bill possessed him… he would think Bill was back and trying to get him.
I didn't want him to have a panic attack and not be able to get up the stairs… again.
But… I did get an idea… I wouldn't act on it… yet.
I just wanted my brother home, safe. If he wasn't home by the time I woke up, I'd look into that idea in more detail.
Dipper's POV
I woke up at just about eight o'clock. I looked out the window, hopeful. Only to have my hope crash in on me.
The fog looked even thicker.
"You have got to be kidding me." I risked checking my phone. It was on three percent, but I had a missed call from Mable! I quickly swiped over, calling.
It rung, and rung… I knew it was to good to be-
"Hello? Dipper?! Where are you?! Listen, you need to stay indoors. The fog outside is super dangerous. It'll make you hallucinate and kill you if you stay in it too long." She said this all really quick and I was really nervous. I had walked in that fog for a solid five minutes!
"Mabel, are you safe? You're home?" I could deal with myself later. Right now I needed her to be safe.
"I'm fine, bro-bro. I love you. Ford is going to get you. Don't worry."
"Mabel, my phone is about to die, I love yo-." the phone died.
I was really upset because I wanted Mabel. She was my calm in this weird storm of life… I needed her. However, I now had hope. I knew Ford was on his way. Mable was safe. I just had to wait a little longer.
Entry #4
Day two of what I'm calling 'fog watch'
My sister called me. She said to stay here. This fog makes people see things and can, apparently, kill people. My phone died before she could explain much else, but she said our Grunkle Ford is going to come get me.
I've been scared before, but this is in the top ten for sure. I'm alone, in a fog that could kill me.
I was walking in it yesterday and I have no clue what the affects could be. Ford could show up and I may not even know! This isn't good.
Stay safe,
~Pinetree
Just a little longer…
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Entry#6
Day four of 'fog watch' …
I think they've given up. It's been two days since Mable called. I don't think I can honestly wait anymore. I'm going crazy just thinking of everything.
All the 'what-ifs' and all the situations. I can't stand it. If they aren't here today? … I'm walking. It's better that sitting here to die.
For all I know, that call could have been an illusion. It could still be the same day she called me… maybe no time has passed.
I don't know what's real. It's terrifying. I've begun to question everything I do, think, see or hear.
This could be the last entry. Sorry to end it so soon.
Stay safe,
~Pinetree
I shut the journal. I had already read my small selection of books twice over… I really had nothing to do.
I may as well be crazy… all I could do was think.
I felt like I'd been isolated… "This is a torture method in some countries." I said out loud.
I began doing that more and more. I think it's just to break the silence. It was comforting, in a way.
"Yep, I've lost it." I smiled.
The minutes and hours ticked by.
But nobody came.
I fell asleep, thinking of the shortest way to get to town.
It looked like I'd be walking.
Mabel's POV
I woke up the next morning, I saw all the calls from Dipper and immediately called him back. He didn't answer, and I felt really guilty.
Just then, my phone started buzzing. I answered as soon as I read the name.
"Hello? Dipper?! Where are you?! Listen, you need to stay indoors. The fog outside is super dangerous. It'll make you hallucinate and kill you if you stay in it too long." I spoke really fast, knowing I may only have a minute before his phone died… Or he hung up.
I didn't know if he had been out there, but it sounds like a thing he'd try… He could start seeing things if he hasn't already!
"Mabel, are you safe? You're home?" I almost cried at his question. How could he be worried about me?! I left him to die! … I guess I didn't mean to, but still! I left him all alone!
"I'm fine, bro-bro. I love you. Ford is going to get you. Don't worry." I wanted to reassure him as much as I could.
"Mabel, my phone is about to die, I love yo-." the line went dead.
"Hello? Dip-dop? … please, stay safe." But I knew he didn't hear me. I started crying.
When Ford came back without Dipper, I was scared. I was so scared that my only brother was dead.
Grunkle Ford quickly consoled me. "It's okay, I just couldn't see through the fog. I took my car, and it seemed too dangerous. I got out with my mask on, but that seemed like an even worse idea.
"It does us no good to try to find him right now. We'd be putting ourselves at risk. Even If we did, we'd have to wait for the fog to clear up to risk going out again. That mist is nothing to joke with." He patted my shoulder lightly. I knew he was trying, but it didn't help… I had to help my brother. I took a deep breath.
And there was only one way that I could think of… but you know what they say. Drastic times call for drastic measures.
"Okay. I'm okay." I smiled a little.
"That's my girl!" he walked into the kitchen. I followed close behind.
"So, Grunkle Ford, would you happen to have a second copy of your notes?"
"It depends, I have some copied, but not others. What notes do you need?"
I smiled my most naive and innocent smile.
"The ones on that one dream demon… what's his name, Bill Cipher?"
Cliffhanger!
Ummm, so? How was it? Good? Bad?
Should I give up on this (for now and possibly forever) and just go back to CTA?
Lemme know... Or not, I guess. But I'm giving you guys a choice... Or maybe I'm not.
It's 1:14 a.m. I'm tired. I don't know what's happening. I need sleep.
If the mist sounds familiar, it's a little like the black smoke/fog/whatever from the 11th season of Supernatural... (don't worry, not a spoiler)
It's different, but the idea for it to be a threat is the same, sooo.
Ugh, end the suffering.
Bye, have a nice whatever time of day it is!
Don't expect a fast update... I kinda suck with schedules... as I'm sure you're all well aware...
#SorryNotSorry... Okay, kinda sorry.
~Miss Taken