I've decided to try overdose on narcotics. Because I read that those might put the user in a coma.
To be honest I haven't spent much time with Greg after the day we spoken about the unknown. All the stuff we talked about afterwards were the basic "how are you doing?" Or "what's been going on lately?" Just basic stuff.
Oh what a great place to find my brother. The place where we first really started the bond. Before I got all gloomy and losing hope.
I dressed up in clothes similar to what I had before, including the cape and the hat. The cape I have now is much longer, it reaches down to my ankles. My cone hat remains the same. I have replaced the pants, they've gone from formal grey pants to grey skinny jeans. The white button down shirt I had on in my last adventure is now a bit more loose-fitting. The shoes are now black Oxfords. Unlike those other shoes, I don't even remember what type of shoes they were, if I have to be completely and utterly honest.
It's better if this doesn't kill me. I don't want it to kill me. My wife will be devastated, much like I was when Greg entered the coma. Even though he didn't die, I knew where he ended up. I hoped to God that there wasn't a new Beast.
Part of me says this is a bad idea, another is telling me that I wanted to go back into the unknown anyway. And both of those are true, it's the worst idea to travel in the unknown again.
"He's... He's in a coma? What do you mean?! What happened!?" Wirt's wife, Melody said, er yelled?
"Well it seems Wirt has taken a bunch of narcotics. Must've tried to attempt suicide, I'd say. Poor thing."
"But there's no reason... There was no hint or sign... Did I miss something? I had to have missed something!"
"Mom it's alright!" Mabel said, "dad's not dead, that's all that matters!"
"But Mabel what if he never wakes up?" Dipper rubs his eyes. "I don't think I could handle that!" He sniffs, "how can you be so positive?"
"You have to be positive, Dip. It's the only thing to keep you from giving up forever."
I don't know who I am.
I don't know where I am.
What am I doing here?
I'm...I'm not sure.
Oh!
Wirt!
That's my name!
But what am I doing here...
I'm looking for something.
Someone?
Someone.
But who?
My b...bro...brother? My brother.
His name was Greg, I think.
Oh. Because he's dying.
But that doesn't answer why I'm here.