Mabel Pines can't remember him.
Chapter 2: Take Two
Mabel stumbled out of the shack into the late evening, the nocturnal denizens of the forest just waking up. Something about nights in Oregon were soothing. The gravel driveway bit lightly into her tender feet as she walked in circles around the big, fake totem out front. She felt a gust of wind rip through the trees, playfully blowing her hair around. Giggling at first she turned to face the wind, only to freeze. It felt like something was watching her from the shadows.
Her smile dropped at the unseen stare. "Who's there?" as if in response the wind boiled up behind her, shoving her to the ground and preventing her from standing properly. Every time she rose the wind picked up again, pushing her into the forest. "No! Stop it!" Mabel scrambled to a stop against a large pine tree. The wind again pushed her into the bark when she stood. A hollow reverberating thump echoed as her hand struck it. The gale immediately stopped.
Mabel knocked on the trunk, once, twice, thrice more before her fingers found a purchase to pry it open. Inside was a control panel of some kind. Curious, she tapped a few buttons. A hissing, grating sound met her ears and she looked behind her.
In the ground some two paces from the tree was an alcove lit with dim lights, clearly old and worn. Mabel slowly made her way over, kneeling down. An old book with a golden hand pasted to the front lay inside, it too looked weathered and beaten. She lifted it out and blew the dust off, coughing as she inhaled some. The journal was labeled '3' and it looked that only half the pages were actually filled out. The writing just abruptly stopped. It seems however, to contain two sets of handwriting, the original entries and encrypted notes.
Just looking at the old thing was making Mabel's head buzz. Something desperate within her continued to flipping through the book, hoping, searching. Bold letters caught her attention "Do not summon at all costs," she murmured the words to herself, hanging on each one. A blacked out image of the eye of Providence was next to scrawling text 'Bill Cipher'. Both of these images had large red 'x's over them with the warning underlined. Whoever added the addendums to the journal really meant for the next reader to not summon this Bill character.
Mabel moved to put the journal back but froze again. Her arms were shaking and tears sprang into rebirth leaving her vision blurred, though they never left her eyes. She pulled the book close to her chest and cradled it. This was something that belonged to the boy she'd seen earlier. The memory of that vision springing into her mind. She didn't cry this time, she refused to. "I'm going to find you." She spoke the words hoping that somehow he'd heard them.